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Past:
My son was a wizard's experiment gone wrong until my father was set on fire by a simple peasant near Valhalla. Nobody would reffer to me as shiny person, as such I could never accept this so I left the cave because I desired that special something .

In my travels to my tower I found the cunning damaged knife of my stepmother. As I placed it upon my nose it hijacked me. A good thing indeed!

I have been many things, even a bandit at times, sometimes I even took up travelling, until I settled down in Valhalla. It's a dull normal sized pointy place full of people who are always BUTCHERING! . There a sky is always the color of blood.

In short It came to mind... trading . I've also learned that the holy grail is rarely short if you consider the way my finger, which is a lovely shade of the color of insanity by the way, stabbed even the enemy

Journal:
One day I bought a tree which was all the colors of the rain to cover my hair with. Unfortunately it was made in the crime scene for vegetables , so it had a shapeless shape.

My godfather taught me that I should never use my evil eye for exploding, but Nobody would reffer to me as skinny so I had to do it. It spotted me, so my chest became the color of blood and square

Yesterday I was scared with a stick in the bathroom. The the one spoken of in ancient song around me thought it was wicked , so he spotted me.

Total number of possible stories: 1.26227395642E+82
E means '10 at the power of' so 1.2E+2 is 120. Pretty big number isn't it?
You can still have hours of fun with the previous version HERE.


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