I'm Kidd V. Dower, an exiled monarch. Both my co-workers and enemies know me as Agent King Kidd, the smartest child ever to be born on this shit planet.
My late parents were the King and Queen V. Dower of a small island nation in the gulf of the country I'm currently seeking refuge in. They threw a month-long party to celebrate my birth, spending nearly 200 million dollars of the taxpayers' money when the entire country was suffering from an economic crisis.
As a result, they were overthrown in a coup d'état started by one of their trusted ministers and exiled, even before I turned a year old. The rebels had no choice but to spare my parents' lives as even though they were mortals, they were protected by the V. Dower Royal family's void-tier heirloom. If not for my parents being worried about harm befalling me, they wouldn't have surrendered but massacred the rebels to regain control of their nation.
