Your randomly constructed story:
( under construction- currently 6,636,549,993,615,360 combinations)

My parents were the enemy.
I left the castle because I desired power and money !
I soon realised I have only one reason to live: dancing ...

I am a honest person.
This makes others think I can't be a wich. That is false.
My things with wich I see with are the color of death.
With them I see death.

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