Preface

Man by its very nature adapts. In this adaptation we learn the nature of the beast. Sometimes the process is arduous. Other times it just happens. It can not be stopped. With every new adaptation learned and passed on adjusting to the next life changing event is easier. This is what we call experience. We acclimate to each new event and pass it on so our successors don’t have as much work to do. Experience is what pushes knowledge on to new heights and gives us something to live for. It is what makes us who we are as individuals and society as a whole.

The past is often the greatest teacher of experience we have. It is often what builds our bridge to the future and it helped build mine. Everything experienced in the past effects the future. Sometimes what may happen in the future dictates how we act in the present and effects how we look upon the past.

I know this confuses you. What could all this possibly have to do with the end of the world? We still hadn’t found a cure to every disease nor could we travel to other galaxies. There was no peace, even among my people. So what’s the point of going over all this history you ask? Well even Hitler had to have a childhood, no? Yes, I did just compare myself to Hitler. Oh yes, the Gröfaz and I have much in common; in his youth Hitler had aspirations of being an artist, and he attempted to destroy a race from which some debate he is descended. Coincidental? Ah, but you still have much to learn about me. One wouldn’t think it possible even with what I’m going to tell you now. Yet there is a bit of a megalomaniac in us all. It is a matter of experience that brings out or suppress such tendencies.

You know it’s hard sometimes. Looking back on yourself and comparing it to what you are now. The window to the past can also be distorted. You may see something you think is true only to learn you’ve perceived it wrong. You may also see something clearly and not recognize it in yourself. Sometimes you don’t like what you see in either reflection.

One can learn so much by looking back upon themselves. Oh sure you could look back and say, “but look how far you’ve come.” Yes, I’ve changed, adapted, evolved, whatever you’d like to call it. I’m just not sure it’s for the better. Sometimes I wish I had remained ignorant. Ignorance can be dangerous after all Hitler dropped out of school. His lack of education turned out quite detrimental to the world.

Had I not made certain mistakes over the years I would not be where I am today. Mistakes I hope you will learn from and not repeat. Mistakes? That seems so strange, after all what I consider mistakes others consider success. Life is so full of contradictions is it not?

I still didn’t know anything. As a slave I learnt nothing compared to what was to come. What I would learn about the past and myself. About love and treachery, business and pleasure, pain, oh yes there would still be pain and death, strangely enough not much about birth other than it being associated with loss. The loss of the universe could be said to be at the expense of the birth of a new one.

But I digress. My birth or rather rebirth is where we must pick up my tale.