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In most lands and across most times, princes were precious things: young men who were born to rule—to be admired and treasured—and to one day rise above the mundanity of his people. Satoru Gojo was not afforded that luxury. The sparkling eyed child was brought into existence already far surpassed even the most tenured of genius and lineage. His very birth shook the heavens and unsettled the foundations of the natural world, bending the laws of power to his favor. Even the spirits below could not stay still, for a god had been born, his name written amongst the mortal plains.