'I've always believed man to be a fickle species. Never really knowing what's truly good for them, only knowing how to take, take, take. On multiple occasions throughout my years I've often believed myself to be different. I first noticed when I was but a small boy, barely capable of doing little more than crawling, that I could understand a majority of what was going on around me, but it seemed as though others did not seem to notice. I did not find it strange. Not until I began to speak, using many of the same words that they did, of which I only knew the meaning through the context of their use, that I realized they were beginning to look at me in a different way. A way that, at the time, I did not understand was not a positive reaction. Apparently, it can be seen as strange when a child begins speaking in full sentences, even if there are little errors here and there, before they are five months old, but how was I to know? The first time my mental capabilities were tested, it was shown that I had the ability to comprehend on the same level as one who was at least three times my age. I had only just started walking. I was placed into a facility. One where I could be tested and observed, and that is where I spent a small portion of my youth, before my parents one day came to take me home. I was five at that time. As we were leaving the facility, I heard one of the staff informing my parents that I was a blessed child. That was not the first time I had heard that phrase, however I had yet to hear it used in any other way, therefore I did not quite know what it meant to be "blessed". I learned a little after arriving home. My family was one of great means and wealth and a large number of talents had been birthed from our household throughout the generations, however none could be compared to me. Mentally, physically, I stood alone. I was proud. I was happy. I thought that one day I would rule our Kingdom and be the greatest king to have ever existed. That is, until I heard a conversation between my parents and their advisors that I was not meant to hear.'