He began life like countless other children, with scraped knees, short pants, and a grin more mischievous than menacing. Neighbors remembered a quiet boy who observed more than he spoke, learning the rules of the world without questioning fairness. Nothing in those early years hinted at what would come later—no cruelty, only a child shaped by authority, routine, and the idea that obedience mattered more than empathy.
As he grew, play gave way to discipline, and curiosity was replaced by order. He quickly learned how power worked and who benefited from it. Praise came when he followed instructions, loyalty was rewarded over doubt, and softness was discouraged. Each small choice seemed harmless alone, but together they built a mindset that left little room for compassion. By adulthood, questioning authority felt like weakness, not morality.
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