I'm not from this world, in fact, I'm not sure how I ended up in this body. I woke up one day, at an Orphanage. I had a visitor, and journeyed to a castle filled with magic and secrets. I befriended a boy named Peter Pevensie, and together, Peter and I, along with his siblings, traveled to a world that was placed under a spell of always winter by the White Witch. We slew her, and defeated her armies. We ruled that country for a grand golden age. We were torn from Narnia, and forced to return to England. We learned magic at the castle, and graduated. I learned that not everything revolves around my life, and my choices. That there are powers too great for me to comprehend, and that, while I am powerful, I am nothing to those in power. I created a business, and went on many adventures. One night, I stumbled upon a crashed ship from space, and found the corpse of a being from a universe that I thought fiction.
My name is Thomas Slytherin, Former Lord of Narnia. This is how I brought mankind to the stars.