Kenito had done his bidding, created Mountain dew, discovered jazz, found the holy trumpet, but he still felt as if he lacked something. With this thought Kenito went on his knees and called upon his holy daddy and said, "what is this feeling I feel, I have found adventure in this great wide somewhere yet I do not feel accomplishment. What is it I am lacking?" And so Ken in all his majesty responded, "You have done well but have missed one thing, if our knowledge is to ever be of use we must find humans stupid enough to write our story down. Go forth Kenito and find your disciple!" Ken gave his son a list of ten names, they were to be his disciples.
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The Holy Book of Ken
Non-FictionBefore anything was, Ken was. Then there was trumpets, and on the seventh day there was memes. And the world asked "What are memes?", and Ken said you don't exist yet politely STFU. Thus Ken created humans and the world as we know it.