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

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