From to Khan

The world into which I was born was one of magic. On that world the Sumerians figured out magic and steam power at around the same time and quickly conquered the whole world. I won't bore you with 6000 years of history, but long and the short of it is that my grandma was given as tribute and thirty years later I was born on a plantation that grew grapes, cotton, hemp, and apricots. It was not the worst place to grow up. The work was hard and the overseers were liberal with their use of the lash, but I had Katrina, my best friend, and our owner was a kindly old man who never set quotas we could not keep. But all old men die and the sorcerer who bought my mother and I in the estate auction was many things, kindly was not one of them.
My new owner would spend his days working on the secrets of immortality and harnessing the powers of the gods, as well as a line of beauty products and estrogenics, while he spent his nights **** my mother. That was until I turned 18, then he spent his nights **** me and my mother together. I would have thought that things would have gotten better when the sorcerer got married. But his wife was a cruel and sadistic woman who enjoyed teasing me as much as she enjoyed humiliating my mother.

I was all out of hope and did not see any point in going on. So one day I took a handful of glowing vials and mystical elixirs and chugged them all down at once expecting the overload of magic to kill me or turn me into a mindless abomination that was as good as dead.

Instead, I heard The Dragon's Song. It rang in my blood. I could feel my cosmic connections to The Source of All Creation and the immense powers of Destruction and Renewal flowing through my veins. I fell upwards into the infinite blue sky. I floated and fell through infinity until I felt myself suddenly come into contact with the ground. I felt a great deal of pain before I passed out. The last thing that came to my mind before the darkness and pain took me was regret that I left my mother behind.