Thirteen was calmly sitting down at the floor from the library and reading a book. He was one of British Empires adopted children which means he isn't allowed to go talk to other normal kids and he isn't also allowed to go outside and enjoy his childhood. He was very educated and is mostly seen as smiling happily when he sees other kids at a meeting. Rules are indeed very strict... The rules he received are much more strict. British Empire was abusing him way too much to the point his mental health is broken and shattered. As he was reading, he hears laughter from the other kids outside the window. He looks down and wishes he was them... Just playing around and enjoying their childhood. He wasn't even allowed to leave the palace! He can only reach the gate and that's it.

Thirteen Colonies: "Oh why them... Why not me...?"

He looks sad and jealous of them and wanted to be like them. Just free. They were basically free! And he is locked up in this dungeon that is basically hell and that monster who did this is British Empire himself!... Oh... What am I even typing...? He isn't the villain... Right?Thirteen Colonies glances at the window, the suns light passing through the hard but tender glass that can be broken easily. Just like him.

Thirteen Colonies: "What am I even doing!? Why am I making my father the villain here... He just wanted me to have a good future!"

He clenches his hand, almost ripping the page of the book.

Thirteen Colonies: "Oh shut up already Thirteen... Shut up! Shut up!..."

He calmed down and goes back to reading. He gotta focus for the future of America! His dream land he wanted to rule and own without his father in the way.