It was summer 1943.... September 24th on Julian's special day..... Everyone woke a little earlier than he did so they could give him a special birthday surprise. He had just turned 7. But for most of his life he had witnessed human greed and cruelty reach it's very peak. World war 2 was 4 years in and the fighting seemed like it will never cease.
As he awakened to his special day. He could hear the many footsteps outside his room. Julian had come from a very prominent family who made their vast fortune funding wars for profit. His great grand father had been involved in the funding of the first world war. He provided most of the ammunition and bombs used by the allied forces when they fought against the Germans.
Julian was a Rothschild, and he being Jew at the time meant he and his family were not welcome in Germany as Hitler felt they were a threat to his pure race ideals of blue eyed blond haired people. Fortunately for Julian, his family's vast wealth protected him from the vast segregations that occurred.
The Butler woke Julian up from his bed, addressing him as young sir as they were told to. He said to the young Julian " your presence is requested at the table young sir".
Quickly Julian jumped out of bed anxious as to what awaited him at the table. When he got their, he found his many siblings 10 to be exact, Sited around the table along with his mother.