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What if we hid the truth forever?
The misfit souls have finally found a home. The King has fallen. Hail to the Chief.
February 12, 2019
August 1, 2018
A New Beginning?
This is a continuation of the narrative. Should the kingdom ever fall again, at least the tribes will be at my side. I connected these nomadic souls while adventuring as a lost, little prince. Now they answer to my call. God forbid the kingdom and its monarch fall. But where the Lost Prince has fallen, the chief has landed.
Long live the Chief
Long live the Chief
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