My father, Magneto, had me locked up in an insane asylum from a young age so he wouldn't have to deal with a precocious young mutant as powerful as he is. They kept me drugged and tied all the time so I could not use my powers. And every week, his best friend Charles Xavier would come by for my "therapy", which consisted of me begging for a rescue while he blandly told me to accept "treatment".
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I wish they were both dead.
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