“Now, as I was saying, heroes are powerful in the heart. That is what makes a hero worthy of a song. I am the hero to sing these songs, not to be in these songs. Do you think you are a hero worthy of a song, friend?”
"Well, calling me a hero would be a bit of a stretch, but there are most definitely songs made about me, that's for sure!"
“Oh! May I hear one! I love songs!” He grins, relieved to have changed the subject.
"Oh, I wouldn't know any off the top of my head... but if I happen to remember any, I will tell you..."
“Thank you! You’re very kind.”
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
“Now, as I was saying, heroes are powerful in the heart. That is what makes a hero worthy of a song. I am the hero to sing these songs, not to be in these songs. Do you think you are a hero worthy of a song, friend?”
"Well, calling me a hero would be a bit of a stretch, but there are most definitely songs made about me, that's for sure!"
“Oh! May I hear one! I love songs!” He grins, relieved to have changed the subject.
"Oh, I wouldn't know any off the top of my head... but if I happen to remember any, I will tell you..."
“Thank you! You’re very kind.”
"Why thank you, Duan. You are kind as well."
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
“Now, as I was saying, heroes are powerful in the heart. That is what makes a hero worthy of a song. I am the hero to sing these songs, not to be in these songs. Do you think you are a hero worthy of a song, friend?”
"Well, calling me a hero would be a bit of a stretch, but there are most definitely songs made about me, that's for sure!"
“Oh! May I hear one! I love songs!” He grins, relieved to have changed the subject.
"Oh, I wouldn't know any off the top of my head... but if I happen to remember any, I will tell you..."
“Thank you! You’re very kind.”
"Why thank you, Duan. You are kind as well."
“Well, you know what heroes are, they’re kind.”
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
“Now, as I was saying, heroes are powerful in the heart. That is what makes a hero worthy of a song. I am the hero to sing these songs, not to be in these songs. Do you think you are a hero worthy of a song, friend?”
"Well, calling me a hero would be a bit of a stretch, but there are most definitely songs made about me, that's for sure!"
“Oh! May I hear one! I love songs!” He grins, relieved to have changed the subject.
"Oh, I wouldn't know any off the top of my head... but if I happen to remember any, I will tell you..."
“Thank you! You’re very kind.”
"Why thank you, Duan. You are kind as well."
“Well, you know what heroes are, they’re kind.”
"That they are... that they are."
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
“Now, as I was saying, heroes are powerful in the heart. That is what makes a hero worthy of a song. I am the hero to sing these songs, not to be in these songs. Do you think you are a hero worthy of a song, friend?”
"Well, calling me a hero would be a bit of a stretch, but there are most definitely songs made about me, that's for sure!"
“Oh! May I hear one! I love songs!” He grins, relieved to have changed the subject.
"Oh, I wouldn't know any off the top of my head... but if I happen to remember any, I will tell you..."
“Thank you! You’re very kind.”
"Why thank you, Duan. You are kind as well."
“Well, you know what heroes are, they’re kind.”
"That they are... that they are."
“Well! Would you like to hear a song about a villain? I have plenty of those.” He winks.
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
“Now, as I was saying, heroes are powerful in the heart. That is what makes a hero worthy of a song. I am the hero to sing these songs, not to be in these songs. Do you think you are a hero worthy of a song, friend?”
"Well, calling me a hero would be a bit of a stretch, but there are most definitely songs made about me, that's for sure!"
“Oh! May I hear one! I love songs!” He grins, relieved to have changed the subject.
"Oh, I wouldn't know any off the top of my head... but if I happen to remember any, I will tell you..."
“Thank you! You’re very kind.”
"Why thank you, Duan. You are kind as well."
“Well, you know what heroes are, they’re kind.”
"That they are... that they are."
“Well! Would you like to hear a song about a villain? I have plenty of those.” He winks.
"Sure... That might be amusing."
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
A tall, gaunt figure in austere black priestly robes is staring into a fountain
*Inside the city or in the village or somewhere else?*
*in the city*
The gaunt figure hears the sound of a hiss behind them. If they were to turn around, they would see a small girl holding a hissing cat protectively.
'Hey there. You lost or something? I grew up around here, so I might be able to help'
With a puff of smoke, the girl disappears. In her place is a small ledge, where the cat is standing. “Nah. I’m fine.” The cat grins, showing off its sharp teeth.
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
“Now, as I was saying, heroes are powerful in the heart. That is what makes a hero worthy of a song. I am the hero to sing these songs, not to be in these songs. Do you think you are a hero worthy of a song, friend?”
"Well, calling me a hero would be a bit of a stretch, but there are most definitely songs made about me, that's for sure!"
“Oh! May I hear one! I love songs!” He grins, relieved to have changed the subject.
"Oh, I wouldn't know any off the top of my head... but if I happen to remember any, I will tell you..."
“Thank you! You’re very kind.”
"Why thank you, Duan. You are kind as well."
“Well, you know what heroes are, they’re kind.”
"That they are... that they are."
“Well! Would you like to hear a song about a villain? I have plenty of those.” He winks.
"Sure... That might be amusing."
“This will absolutely blow your mind.” He starts to play by warming up his fingers, playing random cords that are somehow still melodic.
“Long long ago, there was a land, a desert so dry, covered in sand. In the village there was a boy, but maybe not a boy, maybe a toy. The sand grew high, the water grew less, the boy knew he would have to go on a fateful test. To get the water he went, telling those he met for his family he was sent.”
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
A tall, gaunt figure in austere black priestly robes is staring into a fountain
*Inside the city or in the village or somewhere else?*
*in the city*
The gaunt figure hears the sound of a hiss behind them. If they were to turn around, they would see a small girl holding a hissing cat protectively.
'Hey there. You lost or something? I grew up around here, so I might be able to help'
With a puff of smoke, the girl disappears. In her place is a small ledge, where the cat is standing. “Nah. I’m fine.” The cat grins, showing off its sharp teeth.
'What do you want? You looking for me? If you're with the one who's after me, then good luck. Or maybe you're just a friendly talking kitty cat. Or maybe I'm going insane. But I'm warning you, I've killed demons before'
“Now, as I was saying, heroes are powerful in the heart. That is what makes a hero worthy of a song. I am the hero to sing these songs, not to be in these songs. Do you think you are a hero worthy of a song, friend?”
"Well, calling me a hero would be a bit of a stretch, but there are most definitely songs made about me, that's for sure!"
“Oh! May I hear one! I love songs!” He grins, relieved to have changed the subject.
"Oh, I wouldn't know any off the top of my head... but if I happen to remember any, I will tell you..."
“Thank you! You’re very kind.”
"Why thank you, Duan. You are kind as well."
“Well, you know what heroes are, they’re kind.”
"That they are... that they are."
“Well! Would you like to hear a song about a villain? I have plenty of those.” He winks.
"Sure... That might be amusing."
“This will absolutely blow your mind.” He starts to play by warming up his fingers, playing random cords that are somehow still melodic.
“Long long ago, there was a land, a desert so dry, covered in sand. In the village there was a boy, but maybe not a boy, maybe a toy. The sand grew high, the water grew less, the boy knew he would have to go on a fateful test. To get the water he went, telling those he met for his family he was sent.”
The being nods along, listening.
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
“Now, as I was saying, heroes are powerful in the heart. That is what makes a hero worthy of a song. I am the hero to sing these songs, not to be in these songs. Do you think you are a hero worthy of a song, friend?”
"Well, calling me a hero would be a bit of a stretch, but there are most definitely songs made about me, that's for sure!"
“Oh! May I hear one! I love songs!” He grins, relieved to have changed the subject.
"Oh, I wouldn't know any off the top of my head... but if I happen to remember any, I will tell you..."
“Thank you! You’re very kind.”
"Why thank you, Duan. You are kind as well."
“Well, you know what heroes are, they’re kind.”
"That they are... that they are."
“Well! Would you like to hear a song about a villain? I have plenty of those.” He winks.
"Sure... That might be amusing."
“This will absolutely blow your mind.” He starts to play by warming up his fingers, playing random cords that are somehow still melodic.
“Long long ago, there was a land, a desert so dry, covered in sand. In the village there was a boy, but maybe not a boy, maybe a toy. The sand grew high, the water grew less, the boy knew he would have to go on a fateful test. To get the water he went, telling those he met for his family he was sent.”
The being nods along, listening.
“He traveled so far to save his friends, but every good thing must meet its ends. The boy was good, his heart was true, but he became vengeful after not attaining even a drop of dew. He found a place, with water fresh, and carved a river made of the citizen’s flesh. He brought his town, but on him they looked down, and he was left alone, with only a river of blood.”
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
A tall, gaunt figure in austere black priestly robes is staring into a fountain
*Inside the city or in the village or somewhere else?*
*in the city*
The gaunt figure hears the sound of a hiss behind them. If they were to turn around, they would see a small girl holding a hissing cat protectively.
'Hey there. You lost or something? I grew up around here, so I might be able to help'
With a puff of smoke, the girl disappears. In her place is a small ledge, where the cat is standing. “Nah. I’m fine.” The cat grins, showing off its sharp teeth.
'What do you want? You looking for me? If you're with the one who's after me, then good luck. Or maybe you're just a friendly talking kitty cat. Or maybe I'm going insane. But I'm warning you, I've killed demons before'
“What do you think, mate? Course I’m friendly. I ain’t a shadow, am I?”
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
“Now, as I was saying, heroes are powerful in the heart. That is what makes a hero worthy of a song. I am the hero to sing these songs, not to be in these songs. Do you think you are a hero worthy of a song, friend?”
"Well, calling me a hero would be a bit of a stretch, but there are most definitely songs made about me, that's for sure!"
“Oh! May I hear one! I love songs!” He grins, relieved to have changed the subject.
"Oh, I wouldn't know any off the top of my head... but if I happen to remember any, I will tell you..."
“Thank you! You’re very kind.”
"Why thank you, Duan. You are kind as well."
“Well, you know what heroes are, they’re kind.”
"That they are... that they are."
“Well! Would you like to hear a song about a villain? I have plenty of those.” He winks.
"Sure... That might be amusing."
“This will absolutely blow your mind.” He starts to play by warming up his fingers, playing random cords that are somehow still melodic.
“Long long ago, there was a land, a desert so dry, covered in sand. In the village there was a boy, but maybe not a boy, maybe a toy. The sand grew high, the water grew less, the boy knew he would have to go on a fateful test. To get the water he went, telling those he met for his family he was sent.”
The being nods along, listening.
“He traveled so far to save his friends, but every good thing must meet its ends. The boy was good, his heart was true, but he became vengeful after not attaining even a drop of dew. He found a place, with water fresh, and carved a river made of the citizen’s flesh. He brought his town, but on him they looked down, and he was left alone, with only a river of blood.”
The being laughs, smiling with mirth.
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
A tall, gaunt figure in austere black priestly robes is staring into a fountain
*Inside the city or in the village or somewhere else?*
*in the city*
The gaunt figure hears the sound of a hiss behind them. If they were to turn around, they would see a small girl holding a hissing cat protectively.
'Hey there. You lost or something? I grew up around here, so I might be able to help'
With a puff of smoke, the girl disappears. In her place is a small ledge, where the cat is standing. “Nah. I’m fine.” The cat grins, showing off its sharp teeth.
'What do you want? You looking for me? If you're with the one who's after me, then good luck. Or maybe you're just a friendly talking kitty cat. Or maybe I'm going insane. But I'm warning you, I've killed demons before'
“What do you think, mate? Course I’m friendly. I ain’t a shadow, am I?”
'Of course. You can never be too careful though, can you? Linward Locke, demon slayer'. He holds out his hand for the cat to shake
“Now, as I was saying, heroes are powerful in the heart. That is what makes a hero worthy of a song. I am the hero to sing these songs, not to be in these songs. Do you think you are a hero worthy of a song, friend?”
"Well, calling me a hero would be a bit of a stretch, but there are most definitely songs made about me, that's for sure!"
“Oh! May I hear one! I love songs!” He grins, relieved to have changed the subject.
"Oh, I wouldn't know any off the top of my head... but if I happen to remember any, I will tell you..."
“Thank you! You’re very kind.”
"Why thank you, Duan. You are kind as well."
“Well, you know what heroes are, they’re kind.”
"That they are... that they are."
“Well! Would you like to hear a song about a villain? I have plenty of those.” He winks.
"Sure... That might be amusing."
“This will absolutely blow your mind.” He starts to play by warming up his fingers, playing random cords that are somehow still melodic.
“Long long ago, there was a land, a desert so dry, covered in sand. In the village there was a boy, but maybe not a boy, maybe a toy. The sand grew high, the water grew less, the boy knew he would have to go on a fateful test. To get the water he went, telling those he met for his family he was sent.”
The being nods along, listening.
“He traveled so far to save his friends, but every good thing must meet its ends. The boy was good, his heart was true, but he became vengeful after not attaining even a drop of dew. He found a place, with water fresh, and carved a river made of the citizen’s flesh. He brought his town, but on him they looked down, and he was left alone, with only a river of blood.”
The being laughs, smiling with mirth.
Duan laughs nervously. “Well, I did not intend to make anyone laugh with that tale, but thank you, thank you!”
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
“Thank you! You’re very kind.”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
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"Why thank you, Duan. You are kind as well."
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
“Well, you know what heroes are, they’re kind.”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
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Extended Signature!
A tall, gaunt figure in austere black priestly robes is staring into a fountain
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*Inside the city or in the village or somewhere else?*
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
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Extended Signature!
*in the city*
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"That they are... that they are."
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
The gaunt figure hears the sound of a hiss behind them. If they were to turn around, they would see a small girl holding a hissing cat protectively.
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
“Well! Would you like to hear a song about a villain? I have plenty of those.” He winks.
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
'Hey there. You lost or something? I grew up around here, so I might be able to help'
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"Sure... That might be amusing."
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
With a puff of smoke, the girl disappears. In her place is a small ledge, where the cat is standing. “Nah. I’m fine.” The cat grins, showing off its sharp teeth.
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
“This will absolutely blow your mind.” He starts to play by warming up his fingers, playing random cords that are somehow still melodic.
“Long long ago, there was a land, a desert so dry, covered in sand. In the village there was a boy, but maybe not a boy, maybe a toy. The sand grew high, the water grew less, the boy knew he would have to go on a fateful test. To get the water he went, telling those he met for his family he was sent.”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
'What do you want? You looking for me? If you're with the one who's after me, then good luck. Or maybe you're just a friendly talking kitty cat. Or maybe I'm going insane. But I'm warning you, I've killed demons before'
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The being nods along, listening.
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
“He traveled so far to save his friends, but every good thing must meet its ends. The boy was good, his heart was true, but he became vengeful after not attaining even a drop of dew. He found a place, with water fresh, and carved a river made of the citizen’s flesh. He brought his town, but on him they looked down, and he was left alone, with only a river of blood.”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
“What do you think, mate? Course I’m friendly. I ain’t a shadow, am I?”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
The being laughs, smiling with mirth.
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
'Of course. You can never be too careful though, can you? Linward Locke, demon slayer'. He holds out his hand for the cat to shake
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Duan laughs nervously. “Well, I did not intend to make anyone laugh with that tale, but thank you, thank you!”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!