Mordred
I was to be a king! I was to be a proud young man with my enemies begging for mercy! The greatest king the world has ever seen...now a withered old man... How did it come to this? Mother sought out the Amulet of First Magic so I can become the ruler she always wanted. What about the ruler I wanted to become?! "Inexperienced," she would say. "You're not ready," she would say! I hated it! I hated adults telling me what to do and what not to do! I was fully experienced and I knew what to do on my own! So, I made a world where no adults would never nag to me or any child again! I'll admit, my subjects did send me petty complaints and demands for the simplest things: toys, food, a band-aid for a skinned knee. Then the Justice Babies came in to spoil the fun. Mother turned them into children to face me. Hah! Never send a child to do a grown-up's job! So I sent them to the dungeon to rot. But, look who decided to help them! A toddler demon! Etrigan turned himself into a toddler and with the Justice Babies at his side, they sure put up a fight! I almost had them executed, until my subjects started crying for their mommies and daddies. Pah! Who needs them? That's when it got personal. The Justice Losers started saying that I was not ready, even with my powers, to bear the responsibilities of an adult! I showed them when I made myself an adult! Big mistake. I was banished to the same dimensional prison I sent the world's adults to. It was then that I realized my foolish mistake cost me more than my freedom. You see, mother put a spell on me that gave me eternal life and eternal youth. By turning into an adult, I broke the spell. I no longer have eternal youth, but eternal life. And now here I am, nothing but a senile, mummified, withered husk. "Don't worry," Mommy told me as she wiped drool of my chin. "Mommy's going to take good care of you from now on." Oh, sure, I wanted to be treated like a king and pampered like one too, but...THIS IS NOT WHAT I HAD IN MIND!