Legends say that he has been resting on that board since the Devonian, taunting anyone that dares kill him. He has seen the rise and fall of the dinosaurs, braved the heat of the Permian and the cold of the Ice Age; he will watch humanity fall, watching it with the apathy of a passing bird. He cannot be moved from his perch, over millions of years his body has become one with the board. He has no nervous system. He feels no pain. His body moves from the sheer force of his will, for his soul has been concentrated to the point at which it takes on a physical form. I have spent a day writing an essay despite being severely sleep deprived. This is a cry for help.
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Sucre Amygdalum
My invincible war oc his name is Lobvincible
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