For a brief moment, the First Heir of the roof of the world wondered why he was here. His childhood was dedicated to ruthless training, running jumping, climbing, ballet, strength training, and martial combat. He was one of tens of thousands that slowly climbed the greatest peak in the world before he finial found himself standing as first heir.
His thoughts ran slower than his body, which made him ideal to endure the training required to advance. He had stood for three days, the first time he stood on the peak, able to look down beyond the mountain range. It was a sight that defined his entire being, to be so small yet to be able to gain the right to stand under the endless blue sky.
