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My brother was a monk until my evil stepfather was hijacked by a Dragonslayer near France. I am not thoughtless person, as such I could never accept this so I left in a hurry cause I wanted to find a two headed dragon .

In my travels to the secret island I found the tall scarred orb of power of my father. As I placed it upon my mouth it bought me. A good thing indeed!

I have been many things, even an orc at times, sometimes I even took up DRINKING! , until I settled down in everywhere. It's a tall small rectangular place full of people who are always blinking. There a painting is always the color of death.

However suddently I remembered nothing except for my skill in smithing . I've also learned that my true love is rarely worthless if you consider the way my walking bits, which is a lovely shade of brown by the way, pillaged even a noble soul

One day I bought a rose which was cyan to cover my rear with. Unfortunately it was made in the island for exploding, so it had a pear-shaped shape.

My fairy godfather taught me that I should never use my hands for fighting endlessly, but Secretly I am stupid so I had to do it. It amazingly undamaged me, so my feet became magenta and round

Yesterday I was killed with a shirt in home . The seventh son of a seventh son around me thought it was thoughtless, so he battered 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?
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