It should have been mine.
I was the one who deserved the throne, it was my birthright.

If they had given me a chance, they could have seen
what a good ruler I would be.

I was willing to overlook the past,
their constant mocking of me and the pain they caused me.

Yet they were not willing to give me a chance.
They turned me into a monster.

But at heart I was still a hero,
In my mind all I needed to do was show them that I could rule.

I had plans to help my world improve,
plans to replace the monster inside with the curious child I had once been.

The plans never made it to light,
instead I was thrown into an abyss of ice and of death.

I should have died,
I wish I had died.

My fate was worse than death,
a true monster found me and did things unheard of.

He broke my body,
and with it my mind.

I became his slave, unable to act for myself.
He controlled my body while I could only watch.

He sent me to destroy kingdoms,
instead of being a benevolent ruler I was evil in its purest form.

Eventually I was saved,
I wanted to celebrate and fix what I had done.

I never got the chance.
I was thrown out of sight, unable to share the truth of my ordeals.

Now I lay dying
after trying to save the one I once called brother.

Only now he see's me as I truly am.
Only now he remembers the curious little boy that I once was.

Only now....
Its too late.