That's quite impressive for a ten year old; although, I'm not surprised. You're a creative, smart knight. I'm pretty sure at ten I was still eating dirt.
It was a good dream. I was sitting in the den of my maternal grandparents' house - a treasured place of my childhood all the way to my early twenties, no doubt - actually writing this "origin story" for Harold, how all this worldwide conflict got started and what he was doing so innocently in life all throughout his younger years up until the real story began, him knowing all the while he was destined for legendary things. Like, I am seeing myself write down all of this, rethinking some things here and there, going back and erasing and writing new stuff into this blank book, in pretty unusual cursive. Yeah, this dream was going down into details like that.
I actually had two or three blank books (like a hardcover journal) as a kid where I wrote these stories down, though. I wish I knew whatever happened to them. The writing was about what you'd expect from a child, but, still, I wish I could go back and read them, again. There was nothing coherent in my writing, tying up all the little stories together other than the fact that it was the same group of heroes, Harold and the Rodchester family, and the same group of villains, otherwordly evil forces called the Ambrosia Knights (dramatic eyeroll at the fact that I was clearly just trying to sound cool with a name like that

), in each one. Still, as I said before, I guess it's about what you'd expect a "creative knight", as you have so graciously termed me, to have be able to write as a 6 to 15 year-old child. ^-^
And now I remember, clearly the most inspirational character from those times was Jersey Amy Rodchester, not of blood relation to Harold but his best companion who stuck with him through years and years and even centuries of war and adventure without (and I made a point to distinguish their relationship in this way since so much fiction seems to have an unwritten rule saying otherwise) ever becoming lovers. Just the best of pals despite it being an opposite-sex pairing.

.... She was revered as the Lady Knight, for her beauty and nobility who everyone admired and adored. So, you see where that eventually came through to influence a character in my later writing as an adult, named Jersey Heartshorn, who after an unexpected deed of bravery became known among the peoples as "there was no better knight living", in spirit rather than actual profession of course. (If
@angelsaroundme and
@Multifavs happen to remember her, since she seemed to be the one thing remembered well by the few folk who either played through or watched the playthrough of our RPGMaker game that was released in 2015.

)
Yeah, that was the other thing that was weird about those childhood stories. Nearly all of the main heroes barely had any actual blood relation to one another, but I named them all as part of the same family, the Rodchetsers. They weren't even all of the same species of creature. Some were full humans, some were cat people, some were normal four-legged animals who simply could talk,
two were cyborgs, and one was an elf. Figure that one out.