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I don't know what I am. I have fiery red hair, sharp fangs, and to top it all off, I have a pair of wings, black as night, protruding room my back. Everywhere I go, I'm made fun of. People run away in fear. I've been chased out of towns a countless number of times. I need a place to call home.
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My name is Will Charred. I didn't ask to be the pathetic loser no one even knows, with my permanent black eye and the uncontrollable tufts of fur people call hair. I want to tell you about how my pathetically lonely existence was lit up by a ray of sunlight and got completely turned upside-down. Nope. Too poetic. I made myself gag. Moving on!

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