Alexander the Great's Unfinished Conquest

I was taught that the world was meant to be conquered. Before I was thirty, I ruled lands larger

than any king before me. My soldiers followed me across deserts and rivers,

believing I was chosen by the gods. Cities fell. Empires collapsed. I never lost a battle.

Not one. My name spread faster than fear itself. But destiny is cruel. I died young,

with more dreams left unfinished and a world still unconquered. History still asks

the same question: What if I had lived longer? Guess who I am.