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For being the oldest child out of two, Wilbur is destined to become king at 22 years of age. Wilbur, on the other hand, doesn't want to be king. He wants to show the whole world his skills on the guitar and show his talent for singing. No one likes his singing though, he feels hopeless and decided to become king but he meets a comedian, he didn't expect this guy to actually support him....

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Wilbur was up early in the morning. His brothers and parents were still asleep in bed. What a perfect time to run away for the day right? He had all his important items with him, such as his guitar and money. Not that much money or he might get all his money stolen. You see, Wilbur thinks everyone in the village are greedy people who steal and snatch up anything they want for themselves.
Trust issues.
He walked down the path that lead to the village while playing his guitar and singing.

"On the path of least resistance,
I  find myself salting the earth,
Every time that I miss you
I feel the way you hurt,
And I don’t deserve you.
You  deserve the world.
Though it feels like we were built from the same..."
Wilbur sang softly before he heard some tree branches cracking. He stopped dead on his tracks and stopped everything he was doing, listening for another sound.
Crack.
He moved his eyes over to where the sound came from, not moving his head. He saw nothing.
He sighs and continues to walk down the path and sits down on a log and puts away his guitar in his bag. He sighs and leans back on a tree that's behind the log and lights a cigarette.
Crack. Crack.
He puffs the smoke and looks in the detection of the sound and simply says, "I don't care who the fuck you are, but I can clearly hear your foot steps. Show your self."

A small gremlin appeared behind some trees and laughs. Wilbur just blinks. The small gremlin smiles, "I'm sorry I saw you and I love your voice!"

Wilbur blushed.
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