In a quiet room stood a grey haired child, whose only ambition was to become the most successful man that ever lived.
Easier said than done.
He only knew point A to point Z, but the rest was a blur.
He thought about what to do, about the success that he wanted, in which domain, he even tried writing his skills on paper, but he couldn't find none.
Therefore, what was a boy to do when he was so barren and lacked anything that made other people great?
He decided to leave the room, that was point B, and several years later, point Z came to fruition.