The begining

Ever since I was a little kid, I still remember I was different from the other kinds in the playground. They all played with a ball and kicked it, while I sat there and just knew where it’s going to land and what is the best way to kick it. Although I did not have glasses or anything like that, but the other kids still called me “The big nerd”.

In contrast to them I didn’t think I am smart, I just thought I was lucky enough to understand the rules of the weird thing called the universe.

As time passed by, I was getting smarter and smarter, and by age of 10 I could easily understand every single language in the world.

It was very useful ability, especially at home, where my parents talked about their problems in other language so I wouldn’t understand what they are saying about me ( It was always bad stuff ).  Of course I didn’t think it was unusual, because I never talked to anybody, all the people who I met didn’t actually want me, accept for one person.

Anyhow, I wanted to share my feelings, and I wrote a diary. It was not a regular diary, because I didn’t trust my parents, so I invented a language myself, a complicated one, so even I have to study it for a long time, three years.

When finally I could sit back and just read it like a normal book, strange things started happening to me. I was sick of being alone all the time, so I decided to tell my parents ( A mistake, of course ).

That night was apparently the last one at the place I for so long called home. My father sent me to a rehabilitation boarding school in Russia. The people in the new school ( especially the kids ) weren’t nice at all. They called me by names when they thought I didn’t understand at all, but I was smart.

I came up with a plan to escape this horrible place, what I didn’t know, that it was much worse outside.

First, I didn’t have any money. Second, I had nowhere to run to, and no one to take me in. However, that was not the only problems.

But the only I did have, was the biggest problem. By the time I spent learning the secret laanguage, I got smarter and smarter, so I understood how to control the universe to my good. It wasn’t easy, but it was like  writing a long computer code. When I did write the “code” I could do stuff that are impossible for a normal human, and that’s how I asceped the boarding school.

And in that night, I left, just vanished, like no one before me could do because of the security. My skills at the time weren’t that big, but I managed to control what I had. But I am only human, after all, and like any other human, I make mistakes, and misscalculations, and this one almost cost me my life a few times.

I was 13 when I was out on the streets. Like everyone, I needed food, water and other annoying stuff like this. To get those things for my living, I needed mony, but who will take a skinny 13 year old boy to work? So I developed my next skill, wrote in the book, that I can change things into other things. Like snow, I took some, and it turned into a coin. Of course I was amazed, like any other, but then, somthing appeared in my book. That never happend before, and I knew it won’t be good.

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