Prolouge

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"Today is a tragic day. Our president of this great country, our leader, our friend, our beloved Quackity is no longer with us and will forever be missed..." he announced from the pedestal in front of the crowd, teary eyed. "as his Vice President, his loyal partner and his best friend, I, George NotFound will be taking his place as the new president of L'manberg in his honour.  Though I was not there for the Election Day, I will forever be here for L'manberg and I will live on his legacy for all of you."

Applause arose form the the crowd as he bowed and exited the stage.  He went down to the citizens, shaking their hands and receiving apologies for the death of his best friend.  He made his way to his tombstone gently kneeling down with shaky knees and placed a ripped, small beanie with the letters 'LAFD' on it in front his grave as the tears he had been holding back came out all at once.

Weeks had gone by and things were hectic.  There was so much to be done, so many places to be and only one George.  Who knew leading a country would be so difficult?  Especially with the uprise of the rebels trying to destroy it.  It was stressful holding an entire nation in his hands, alone, with no one to help him.  He had to please the people, protect his country, make difficult decisions quickly, and had to prepare for the worst.  How did Wilbur do it?  How did he just so easily lead this place?  He had friends to help him, but George, George was all alone.  But George had a lot of faith that he could do this, keeping his dear friend close to his heart to keep pushing forward no matter how difficult it might be.  He worked hard and tirelessly to protect his country and knew and hoped that L'manberg would be safe, sound and peaceful for as long as he was in charge. But sitting on top of the walls of the nation, a man with a painted smile though otherwise.

He knew that L'manberg was very weak and broken.  He had been watching L'manberg from the sidelines ever since it was created and hated even the thought of the country itself.  For years he had been watching.  Lurking to find the flaws that lie, so he could abuses them.  Listening to find secrets he could use against them. Bribing, manipulating and taking citizens to do his bidding.  Waiting patiently for the perfect time to destroy L'manberg once and for all.  And what perfect time then now.  The entire country is mourning the death of the last president, the country itself is at the weakest point it's ever been, and they have a lousy excuse of a president leading them who has all the information he needed. It was almost too easy.  Like he had already won without even starting.  Like if he touched the walls they would disintegrate, like he could snap their president like a twig, like he could finally get rid of L'manberg for good.  And that was exactly what he was going to do.

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