Once there was an author who waned to be a football coach.
Not one of those European kick-the-ball futbal coached. Just a football coach.
Oh, he knew nothing about football. But does that matter? The human genius for destruction doesn’t require full truth to work.
Every single piece would be removed, exploded, and placed where it would do the most poison, destruction, and contamination, but that’s not important.
This was one hell of a story though.
By the way, everyone who’s looked at this story has died. You will, too. Who DOESN’T die? Not Ra. Not Set. Not Zeus. Bye!
This Story was so important that no other story decided to try to take its place, Perhaps this Story was TOO arrogant.
Perhaps there was a better Story that should be here.
But we’ll never know, for this story has Teeth.
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