You're such a tiny speck, Midas is small your existence spits in the eye of true predators. Your hide betrays your name, but there is something in your heart that comes quite close. He is black and white, but his heart is gold. The name 'Midas' also has a golden story tied to it. You betrayed yourself once, letting your dedication falter. He left Dragons Throat even though he didn't want to.
Such a shame that you don't know the bastard that planted you.