I am Romulus, son of Mars and founder of Rome. I built my empire from nothing 2,766 years ago. I was suckled by the she-wolf, Lupa, with my brother Remus. We were thrown in the Tiber by our Uncle Amulius when my mother, Rhea Silvia, broke her vow as a Vestal Virgin when she had me and my brother to the god of war, Mars. I, out of anger and lust for power, killed my brother with a big rock. I am stricken by guilt till this day. After I found Rome I grew old and, near to death, the goddess Venus came down and offered to give me immortality. I took the deal not thinking of the cons that outnumbered the pros. I now can live forever, choosing my age as I please so I might fool those who would reject me for who I really am. So yes, I am Romulus, the first king of Rome.