I'm scared, excited, nervous and anxious. Tomorrow is the day I will finally get to meet myself; tomorrow is the day I will finally get to know who I am. What I am, why I am. I wonder what other people would be excited about; to meet new people, to see new places, to smell new smells, to hear the sounds of the world? I guess I find myself excited about all of these things but above all else I'm excited to see how I will act and respond in different situations. I've spent 18 years sheltered in an all white room delving into the mysterious before me. I've never known parents or friends or even another human being. I've known seven books my entire life. I've only ever known seven books my entire life. The one book just a seemingly endless book of words and phrases and descriptions and buttons that sound out each and every word.  It's through this book I've learned how to speak, write and read, perhaps the only real skills I know. Other than that book I've known the six books of Maltodex. Apparently ancient and chaotic but altogether amazing and I know ever word and every inch of these books. Today a voice spoke to me, it told me that tomorrow I would be welcomed into the world , it told me there was an entire world, it told me about families and food and governments and so many things that I have never known. So I've decided I'll write about my life from now on, that I shall record my experiences in the real world, but for now I shall rest. 
Tomorrow came and I stood patiently at the doors, for hours. An eternity passed in my mind and finally for the first time in my life the doors swung open and before me stood six women draped in black and behind them lay men and women motionless. They spoke one word at a time and then the next would speak her word and so on until their message was conveyed. They spoke “We don't have the time to welcome you young one, there is so much to discuss and so little time, you must follow us immediately.” I laughed I lived in a small white room my entire life without ever having anything to do, food was provided for me and I never had too little time and now these women were to rush me?! Yet I followed, I didn't question them, I didn't speak, I simply followed. We went on until we found our way to  a small circular room and they immediately spread against the walls and began chanting, across the floor spread a purple energy, I knew this energy, I knew these women, they are the six witches of Maltodex, I had only ever known the six books of Maltodex and now the six witches have come for me and opened a portal to some unknown place. What was I to do but quietly accept their invitation I stepped into the circle and quietly whispered “Begone child, be a leaf among the wind, lift me from this place” In a cloud of purple gas I was gone and as the gas cleared I found myself in a dark room eerily lit by small candles and then then six clouds of purple gas appeared and revealed the witches. In the same manner of speech they began “Welcome young one, a male of our order has not been born for over a thousand years” “Silence!” I interrupted. “I know the last male of your order Maltodex. I have read the books and I know the arts.” I waved my hand across the room letting a green thick mist pour out from them while yelling “Open the locks before me, open the minds closed to my eyes, open the women I stand before and let me know that which I seek!” I could see their minds, I could see everything that they had ever known. I saw the great war. An entire war spread across the entire solar system, all about my existence. I was born and death stopped, just as it did when Maltodex walked earth so long ago, but this time science was advanced enough, science identified me before I could even crawl they knew it was because another male of the Nailo was born. I was taken into custody before I was a week old hidden from all of the universe to be kept safe, given a book so that I could one day function in society if they ever needed me to, I was to be a tool for the United Provinces of Sol to use as they saw fit. However the witches knew I was born as well and although they tried to take me they were unsuccessful, The United Provinces got to me first. However their magics were strong and they were able to send the six books of Maltodex to me before I was lost to them. Now a war rages across Sol as those who have taken to practicing magic know I am the key to unlocking the great reserves of magical energy within the universe. Those who hold science above all else know that I naturally absorb and dissipate energies in a most unusual way as to prevent the death of all living things. Then there are the rebels that simply want me dead as they believe that death is a necessary part of the universe. Three factions all fighting over me and I find myself on Pluto at the heart of the magic wielders. I scream out “You shall call me Amaril” Amaril  was the wielder who killed Maltodex and betrayed the Nailo so that the great champions of old could fulfill their destiny and stop the great evil from rising. The witches all shouted out “The spirit is strong, yet the body weak, stop the body that threatens us, stop the body that fights the spirits, stop our foe.” My body went limp and numb as I slid to the ground. I awoke to find myself chained in all black room. I quietly whispered my word as they struck the floor in an ever-burning flame “You seek to control me, or you seek to kill me, but none of you shall succeed, I am Amaril and I shall crush all those who think of me a tool and all those who try to crush me.”  With a small incantation I broke the witches pitiful chains and escaped my new imprisonment. 
It was perhaps the biggest day of my life, I did finally learn what I am, I am the conqueror of death, I am the male Nailo, the most powerful magic wielder to ever be born. I finally learned who I am, I am an angry vengeful being with the means to accomplish my goals.