It was a dark and stormy night. There was a little house among the other houses of the neighborhood. There was a newlywed couple who lived in the house and they were unable to conceive at the time due to an issue with the wife's genes, but then there was a knock at the door. The door opened and the wife had found a little baby whose name was, "Rice". Yes, I know what you may be thinking, it was I THE LORD OF THE RICE, I WAS THE BABY. My adopted parents had treated me as if they were their own kin, they were rice farmers who grew many kinds of rice. I learned all of my methods from them to become the Lord I am today, but then the accident happened where they were taken from me... it was all because of the BREAD PEOPLE. I had allowed the pathetic Bread Family to call and do whatever they wanted to me, as I planned for the day to bring their family to ruin. I vowed that I would take revenge on my mother and father no matter what it would take. When I turned fifteen years old, I had decided to take action with my plan to destroy the Bread Family. My plan was simple, I had to slowly ruin their trade routes and business deals with the neighboring families, I would then take all of the money that came from the routes to slowly rebuild the Rice Family, and then I would mock them in their stupid bread looking faces.
When it was all over I had realized something, their were even more Bread People among our society. Although some of them were good, their were a lot evil ones too. I knew what my mission was, I needed to rule the world and make sure that there was law and order, and that another incident that could become similar to mine would not happen ever again. Two years had passed and I had finally created a plan for World Domination.
