Everybody knows the Monkey, but the Monkey knows no-one.
I was the lone outsider in Tenochtitlan. My story was known to all, they admired me for my Way of the Jungle and skills in foraging food. They asked me to do favors in exchange for upkeep, and so I grew to appreciate the ways of the Aztecs. I realized I was one of them.
Soon I was helping opposing factions equally - unaware of what I was doing. These people schemed at each other, and while plotting against opposing Houses, they hoarded wealth for themselves. Innocent people were being trampled and mistreated, some even lost their lives.
There was an ancient stone pyramid in the center of town. On my spare time I roamed its rocky steps, and started to clean it up. Magnificent stone carvings were revealed in the works of the ancients. I made a breakthrough one day, literally, and found a secret entrance into a dimly lit chamber. Once my eyes had adjusted to the dark, I found an opulent gold and jade wardrobe, fitting a king. This I donned, just to try it on, and it fit me perfectly!
I wanted to show it to someone. My friend Eatzulotl was near by, I knew, and I ran to meet him. But, I had not expected that it was the beginning of the Festival of Hutzilopochtli, and the people had gathered on the square in front of the pyramid.
First, silence fell on the crowd. Then the people started bowing to me, and chanting "Tlatoani! Tlatoani!"
I knew that there was no turning back. I was their ruler, now and for good, and the Pyramid I made my Palace.
May the people of Aztlan be blessed, and prosper to conquer the World that is rightfully ours.