A Snapshot

I Am U. Ne. Corn.

U. Ne. Corn. was born in a very unique family. His parents, one ex-military and the other English, raised him to believe deeply in himself and his influence of others. Mr. Corn (short for Cornwall) married a very particular Israeli woman who had served in the military (and developed an unhealthy obsession of brilliant generals of history) and as he himself had some very particular hobbies (taking old books and making spellbinding card like tiles from them) seemed to shape the lifestyle his son would embrace and lead to his fullest strangeness.

Ulysses Nehemiah Cornwall was born on the 7th of May, 1988 on a Saturday night at 10:30 when Venus was at its greatest brightness, on its separation from the sun. That night was very special night to be born. As a baby boy, Ulysses was endowed with mystical properties that grew as he got older, making him a proper thaumatuge. He lived a quirky life in a quaint flat with his particular mother and his charming albeit disorganized father. He was brought up in house chock full of love.

So naturally, after he finished uni he found it best to return that love to the world. He uprooted himself and moved to Ecuador. His friends all thought his decisions were rash, but Ulysses was done being everyone's lad to take on a stag weekend. He ignored what they said, because he was a sorcerer of determination. He was a sorcerer and mainly used his powers for environmental conservation and he always signed his magical documents with a magical golden quill and his initials U. Ne. Corn. He was quite the butt of the magical community.

But that didn't matter to him, what mattered was his future in magic. When he arrived in Ecuador, specifically the Napo river valley, he had an instant vendetta with illegal loggers that carelessly cut down the cloud jungle of Ecuador. He immediately began studying an illusive magical major, Trouble-making in Machines, illusive in Ecuador especially. He found a Mr. Mondragon, a Spaniard, to help teach him exactly how to dismantle those massive tree killers with out harming the operator. He was a vigilante sorcerer, since most logging activity in Ecuador is not technically legal; and he himself practicing a type of magic not typically associated with legality, he served justice in the way he thought was righteous. Ulysses thought of making a wizarding hat with two bat ears poking out, but most prototypes looked cheap and inauthentic.  

Ulysses is still there to this day, aging handsomely. His story is longer than 450 words, his influence reached farther than a few people on a dying website. His is the tale of the U. Ne. Corn.

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This was a strange prompt my mom and I conceived at dinner, I made a few liberties to this small Wiki-like page. Hope you liked this anecdote. If it didn't make sense, its because I wrote it.