My Name is Cacique Guarionex: Leader of the Taíno of Hispaniola I was born into a land of rivers, forests, and mountains, where our people lived peacefully in large villages across the Cibao Valley of Hispaniola. As the son of a cacique, I was raised to understand leadership—how to settle disputes, guide planting and harvests, and honor the zemí spirits who watched over our people. Our world thrived on cooperation, shared labor, and respect for the land that sustained us. I expected to live...

My Name is Pausanias the Traveler: A Wanderer and Recorder of the Greek World From my earliest years in Asia Minor, I was gripped by a desire to understand the world beyond my doorstep. Stories of distant temples, ancient battles, and forgotten shrines filled my imagination. I was not a warrior or a statesman; my gift was observation. As soon as I was old enough, I set out on the roads of the Roman Empire, determined to see with my own eyes what others only whispered about.   The Roads of the...

My Name is Ixtlilxochitl of Texcoco: Historian and Keeper of the Memories I was born among the descendants of Texcoco’s royal line, a house shaped equally by warriors and by poets. My ancestors served as tlatoque—speakers for the people—and guardians of a tradition that valued wisdom as much as strength. From my earliest days, I walked among manuscripts painted on deerskin, listened to elders recite genealogies stretching back centuries, and learned that history was not merely a story but the...