No one remembers my brother, but I do. I remember that he existed but no one believed me. I thought all hope was lost. I would always wonder what my brother was doing and how he was fairing. That is... until Emil showed up and told me what I needed to hear. My brother needs my help.
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Another chance to Zing was not possible. At least that is what everyone thought until it happened again...and again. All it takes is to change the scenery and enjoy the ride.
This is an story from my old account taztaz92