[Normally such scrutiny would have made him uncomfortable, but she was the first real friend he really had]
Mother... I mean, my creator... she made me and raised me alone. She never permitted me to play with the children in the village because she told me that they would hate me and call me a monster. But she said I was better than humans, with gifts they could only dream of, and that only I was truly fit to become the next king.
But... I would rather be normal, to have been born from mother as a true human would have been. I thought Mother hated me because of how I was born, but even though it was not true, I still wish to have been her real son.
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Date: 2011-09-22 06:38 pm (UTC)Mother... I mean, my creator... she made me and raised me alone. She never permitted me to play with the children in the village because she told me that they would hate me and call me a monster. But she said I was better than humans, with gifts they could only dream of, and that only I was truly fit to become the next king.
But... I would rather be normal, to have been born from mother as a true human would have been. I thought Mother hated me because of how I was born, but even though it was not true, I still wish to have been her real son.