You stood in front of the collector in slight fear. You had been caught in the middle of your adoptive older brother and the collector’s game. “King, that’s not your sibling! That’s mine!” The collector laughed softly, as you back up. Eda always said you were weird, you didn’t age like any other child. You had weird star like powers. There is no way you could be another collector. You were just an odd child like king, right? You weren’t like the others, you were found with king by Eda.