A Tale As Old As Time
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Last published Sat, Apr 12, 2025
(made for me and my gf, so shush if you don't like it)
"So.. You want to hear the tale of the 'Grim Reaper' aye? That tale is as old as time. He was an odd fellow... Ruthless and emotionless when it came to missions.. Always got the job done. Nobody really knew what his actual name was... Suddenly disappeared on a mission.. Many assumed he died, but I know he didn't. Bastard was tough to kill... Nobody knows where he is. But I know he's alive kicking."
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