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I marry two women and build a town

Okay, I know how it looks. But I married them in different centuries, okay? I was walking around for what felt like years (and it probably was) when I stumbled upon... wait for it... a tree!!! I know what you're thinking, What is so special about a tree, person-I-don't-know? Hear me out, before you come at me. It was a giant sycamore tree, and there were a lot of them. And you know what I did? If you said chopped them done and built a cabin out of them, you are correct! And after a long time, I decide to build a couple more houses. Then I go out to find a group of shepherds or something.

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A long time and several horses later, I finally found a group of shepherds, consisting of three different families. And one of them had a very beautiful daughter named Iranα. And yes we got married and yes we had two children, but not before I convinced them and their sheep to come live in my newly built town. I built some fences for the sheep at night, which apparently they didn't know about. They said that they wanted to grow crops, fields, etc. We made shops and things like that. And by then everyone had figured out about my immortality curse.

Yes, I am going by this fast but I want to get to the good part and I bet you guys do too so we are going strong. My wife and children abandoned me, which is now known as divorce but back then we didn't know that, and got with her best friend. My two children grew up and had kids of their own. More people came to my town, and went. I was lonely.

Soon, people came up with a name for my town: Nazareth. It was a small town, but it had been here for so long. (keep in mind I was born in 1293) I decided it was time to find a different town, or a... different... place, I guess, to live.

And I found another woman named Filae, and we got married. She died quickly after that.

So, I walk. And walk. And walk, and walk, and walk, and walk, and walk. Until I find a giant town. Actually, no, scratch that. It wasn't a town. It was an empire. The Roman empire, to be precise. (And, yes I asked someone, who looked at me like I was made of bacteria) So, right when I walked in, these guys just started searching me, and patting me down, etc., which was pretty uncomfortable, especially when he finds a knife hidden in my boot.

That's when he grabs me by the arm, drags me to the biggest house I've ever seen. Some would call it a palace. Others, a mansion.

"Sir, we have caught some of the... strange... assassins," the man said. 

Assassins? "Wait... no, I'm not an assassin. I wouldn't kill you, or anyone! I mean, in a war I probably would, but not, like planned... or anything..." I protest weakly. The man holding shook me sternly, as if to tell me to shut up. Another man that I hadn't noticed before stood up, and looked me over.

"why is your hair that color?" he asks. Of course. My hair. Did I tell you that it was white? Yeah I was born like that.

"I don't know, sir. But what I do know is that I wouldn't want to kill you. Ever. I wouldn't kill a leader of probably the biggest empire in the world known to man. That's a dumb idea. Also, what year is it?"

The leader of the Roman Empire looked curiously at me, as if processing my words, then answered, "The year? 7 ad."

Sorry again this a short chapter. but it will get more interesting I promise