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A ball, they say. A party, they say. A way to find the young lady I will spend the rest of my life with, is what they tell me. A woman to love as I sit in my throne, as I lead my country to greatness. That is what they say, of course. But I beg to differ, after all I am never going to be interested in their games, and I believe them to be wasting their precious time. But they, they never need to know that. Cover by CrazyCentral © Copyright 2015 ChangeFate and CrazyCentral

Just a hound from the pound, crawling out from an institution that condemns creatures like him. But the world out here will not serve him better. Besides, what can I give him that will make the choices he made worthwhile? If anything the mutt should have accepted his fate while it was given. Fighting it will only end what little humanity he has left.