"You see, Lady Charlotte, I was blessed before I was even born."
Marcus's voice had changed. The manic energy was still there, lurking beneath the surface, but now it was tempered by something else.
Something that sounded almost like weariness.
"My mother was the heiress to a weapons empire, one of the largest manufacturers during the war."
"My father was an S-class blessed, famous throughout the lands for his valor against the Eternal Queen's forces."
"They met during the middle years of the war, fell in love amidst the chaos of battle, and married just as peace was being declared. I was conceived in the afterglow of victory."
"The ultimate symbol of hope for a new era when the Battle Angels had just emerged."
He stared into the flames.
"You see, from the moment I drew my first breath, I had everything."
"Riches beyond imagination."
"Power inherited from both sides of my family."
"Parents who adored me with an intensity that bordered on worship."
