You were born on Planet Kankri, a planet where everyone is a mutantblood and everyone is oppressed. And they all have Kankri's typing quirk because they're basically him. Right now, you were a grub. You looked out the window of your hive to see two trolls talking, but you could only make out faint words.

Unknown 1: "Hell9! H9w have y9u 6een?"

Unknown 2: "N9t s9 well. I fear I may have s9me kind 9f st9mach 6ug."

You decided to crawl back down and look around your room. There wasn't really anything of interest besides a few toys and a book, and your lusus went out to get you food so you couldn't rely on it to entertain you either. You knew the time would come for you to say your first words though, and, knowing this planet, if your first words weren't exactly: "I say, Planet Kankri is amazing! If 9nly 9ther planets c9uld learn fr9m it's righte9us laws....", people would start worrying you had some kind of problem and would get you put down.