He then joined young Felix in the library, where he helped him build elaborate wooden models of buildings while telling him wild stories about his secret club and their ancient battle against a dark and ominous force. When these efforts failed, he threw in the proverbial towel and figured his son would learn when he was ready. His father hoped young Felix would learn to be more outgoing and hired every possible specialist to help improve his social skills. He had few friends so when he wasn't travelling with his parents, Felix was in his father's library devouring rare books, studying history and architecture, soaking up anything and everything he could on architectural movements throughout the centuries. Growing up, Felix was socially awkward and introverted, preferring his imagination to the company of others. Yet despite his success, Felix couldn't shake the gnawing feeling that his success had more to do with luck and connections than talent and hard work. By 23, he was considered an architectural prodigy having won the Swiss Architect Medal and the German National Design Award. He wasn't sure when the architectural bug bit, but when it did, it bit hard, and he knew that despite his family's legacy, he would one day design buildings that would inspire the world. Travelling exposed young Felix to new cultures, languages, and architecture unlike anything he had ever seen before. His parents, both members of an ancient society, were always out of the Richter manor at medical conferences or providing humanitarian aid around the world. Felix Richter was born to Janos and Ursula Richter in Coburg, Germany, where the Richter family had deep connections and were among the most respected of its physicians.
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