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  • but no random shit like

    "but then he got coronavirus and instantly died" because no

    I'll start:

    A long time ago, there was a cursed town

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    • A long time ago, there was a cursed town. And in that town, there was a young boi named Mark.

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    • A long time ago, there was a cursed town. And in that town, there was a young boi named Mark. Mark was the blacksmith's son.

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    • A long time ago, there was a cursed town. And in that town, there was a young boi named Mark. Mark was the blacksmith's son. Mark loved to stare at the fires while it burned.

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    • A long time ago, there was a cursed town. And in that town, there was a young boi named Mark. Mark was the blacksmith's son. Mark loved to stare at the fires while it burned. The boy had this fascination for fire since he was very young.

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    • A long time ago, there was a cursed town. And in that town, there was a young boi named Mark. Mark was the blacksmith's son. Mark loved to stare at the fires while it burned. The boy had this fascination for fire since he was very young. One day, this fascination grew past i love for seeing it, and grew into a love for causing it.

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    • A long time ago, there was a cursed town. And in that town, there was a young boi named Mark. Mark was the blacksmith's son. Mark loved to stare at the fires while it burned. The boy had this fascination for fire since he was very young. One day, this fascination grew past a love for seeing it, and grew into a love for causing it. As he grew older, he lived more isolated from the rest of the town.

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    • A long time ago, there was a cursed town. And in that town, there was a young boi named Mark. Mark was the blacksmith's son. Mark loved to stare at the fires while it burned. The boy had this fascination for fire since he was very young. One day, this fascination grew past a love for seeing it, and grew into a love for causing it. As he grew older, he lived more isolated from the rest of the town. This meant that he could fuel his pyromania more freely than ever.

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    • A long time ago, there was a cursed town. And in that town, there was a young boi named Mark. Mark was the blacksmith's son. Mark loved to stare at the fires while it burned. The boy had this fascination for fire since he was very young. One day, this fascination grew past a love for seeing it, and grew into a love for causing it. As he grew older, he lived more isolated from the rest of the town. This meant that he could fuel his pyromania more freely than ever. But, one day he went too far.

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