The Questions of a Skeleton.

The Questions of a Skeleton.

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Fantasy
The good skeleton Jerry is a low level henchmen for a powerful boss at the end of his cave. Tired of an undead life of unknowing who he is, how he got there, or why he dies every time an adventurer came to steal the treasure his boss kept hidden, he travels down into the cave to find the answers to what lies beyond the dismal, empty room he's been in for however long.
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