Ever since I was a child, I could hear the watcher. The great one. The person controlling our destinies. They told me that there would be a baby at my doorstep, in a few years.
I didn’t understand why, but I wasn’t that great of a child. I got into fights with my dad a lot.
I wasn’t that better as a teen, either. Fighting with my siblings all the time, but I was just learning from my parents.
You see, my parents weren’t perfect. They fought ALLLL the time. Hell, after my mom passed, the six of us didn’t know who should take the house. My siblings decided I should, since Mom had told me I was going to be heir.
I decided to agree, but I wasn’t sure what to do with the house and the land, but the first thing I did was set off for University.
Not a lot happened, really. I got a girlfriend, her name is Manisha, by the way. I figured out what I wanted to do in life. I decided that instead of having one girl, to make this easier, I’d sleep around and hopefully get my 8 kids in no time, plus… by the time they became teens, I could just take them back home. Super easy.
A few months passed by, and we welcomed our first child, a son, named DD.
Things were pretty quiet, for a few years. Until, like the watcher had told me, a baby appeared on our doorstep. I named her Thea, after the goddess of sight. It seemed like a very fitting name for a child that I was told of by the watcher.
