He was born a slave. He became something else entirely. Not by destiny. Not by prophecy. By pain, stubbornness, and a world that refused to leave him alone.
When the reforged Earth chooses him for a role nobody explains, he learns the job the hard way: through loss, survival, and the kind of lessons that hurt more the second time you think about them. He doesn't want power. He doesn't want responsibility. He definitely doesn't want whatever the world keeps hinting at.
But the world doesn't care what he wants.
