One always has the option to be either pessimistic or optimistic. My entire life, though, my only choice is to look at the dark side, because there simply was nothing joyful to make my day. No, I am not a teenage girl who got to the mall not at all in time for the shoe sale. You see, my life is terrible for a very justified purpose. My beloved mother not only abandoned me but had me erased from the history books, all because of my social status.

In this wonderful world of mine, each and every person is ranked by their Amplifier or special ability, and I was one of the lucky contestants who has the amazing power of… nothing. I am seen as nothing, so I obviously am nothing. And if you are nothing, you are called a Gray.

Of course, not everybody is a Gray, because then there wouldn’t be a hierarchy. The highest level is Pink, which is typically the level that every royal is assigned with. There are exceptions of course, but those people are always forgotten.

But no matter, since I’m not and will never be considered a royal. In fact, nobody even considered me an average person, I was just some weirdo loner who was also a stupid Gray. Although nobody ever mentions how to take the upgrade from ‘weirdo’ to a ‘very strange weirdo’. If you need step-by-step directions, all you need to do is let me tell you about the catalyst that started it all.

It was the twentieth of October, and it all started as a very nice, pleasant day, well, perhaps not for me.