once up.]on a time to be the ruler of the world was not omnipotent no one seemed so he invited spread your seed they celebrated his greatness his power but he lived to believe that yet he knew…. to fill the hollow across the world yearning but nothing the jackboot of his making a dried out witch people in obeyance to they gave him his worth they sang him his song the imperative of God there was a king could satisfy him that eats him out… for the world but had some 74 or more to reflect his grandeur 800 bards, jogglers, clowns or so he thought who wanted and he continued to grant him in a castle so he spammed the wor[l]d he wanted but disseminated the power he relished

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