After burying that last of my people, I pick up my sword, bow my head, and pay my respects. My heart aches, but I manage to choke out a goodbye. I walk away rage bursting through me. I don't know where I'm going to go now. I trudge on for what feels like days. I'm exhausted by the time I notice the smoke from a nearby meadow. Cautiously, I creep over....humans. I clutch my sword handle so tightly that my knuckles are white. After a few minutes, when I'm sure they are distracted, I strike.
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9I........ am STEVE
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I........ am STEVE
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have you ever wondered what happens when you mix hot lava and CHIKEN?
*I look at you, my expression blank. I'm not sure if you're joking or not. I shake my head.*
well I did, and your about find it
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