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Past:
My daughter was The Bane of Mankind until my brother was set on fire by me near the crime scene. Nobody would reffer to me as honest person, as such I could never accept this so I left the dungeon for I knew the meaning of life was the journey.

In my travels to the river of steel I found the shiny scratched belt of my brother. As I placed it upon my face it killed me. A good thing indeed!

I have been many things, even a butcher at times, sometimes I even took up weaving , until I settled down in the pub. It's a sneaky puny modular place full of people who are always carpentry . There a sheep is always yellow.

This makes others think My life became drinking . I've also learned that the market is rarely stupid if you consider the way my nose, which is a lovely shade of the color of night by the way, attacked even a Dragonslayer

Journal:
One day I bought a cow which was the color of cowpie to cover my wig with. Unfortunately it was made in the chocolate factory for communing with nature, so it had a rectangular shape.

My son taught me that I should never use my noise maker for slaying, but I be ugly so I had to do it. It battered me, so my head became brown and cubular

Yesterday I was hijacked with a shield in the chocolate factory. The a person around me thought it was honest , so he bent me.

Total number of possible stories: 1.2622739564229E+82
E means '10 at the power of' so 1.2E+2 is 120. Pretty big number isn't it?
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