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This is a story about racism. And mutants. And how those two interact, especially when there's that big bad guy in the background. I initially only wrote this for fun, and I personally think it's awful. But for reasons far beyond my comprehension, my friends seem to like it. Even stranger, a couple wanted me to post it as well. And so, after no small amount of pleading, bribery, and blackmail, I relented. So, now I'm posting it. A couple of notes: 1. I'm writing this for fun, which means it will likely be slow in posting, prone to long bouts of silence, and in danger of spontaneous collapse. 2. Try not to be too offended by the narrator. But, you know, still be offended. Because that's what he's here for. 3. I wanted to add a three, because no one ever makes a list of two. So, without further ado, I hope you enjoy my awful writing. Bon appetit. It will taste like shit. Note: if you're interested in having me write on your platform, write for money, or sign any contract on the subject, look at my profile. PS. Cover art is not mine, if it's yours and you want it removed, just give me the word.

Imagine you are mayor of a town called Pezzi. But you weren't elected mayor, you used to be a visitor... way before it was a town. It used to be a devastated town, population is only 3 and you don't what happened to the mayor. Nobody from the two wants to tell you. But you forgot all about that.