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Magic Man
There was once a magic man. He was lucky. He was born into the right blood, went to the right school, and did all things right. He got himself a place of power. He was cronied into that place of power by the right people. He cronied in his friends and agents. Now that he had all he needed, he cronied in his friends and got them places of power. Now that he was running shit, the magic man decided to ruin everything. His domain was not doing so hot, so he made a fucking war. He became increasingly unpopular. He realized, he wasn't made to run shit. He ruined everything, but he was happy. When the magic man left he left all his shit for someone else to clean up. So, the once beautiful, culturific land he warred the shit out of stands in ruins now, his people mad as hell and not going to take it anymore, and his cronies have abandoned him. He left with a smile on his face.
Moral? Fuck morals. Don't let magic man tell you how to live your life.
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