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Chapter One:
Onii Of Poketta

One Day In The Bellows Of Carion There Was A Child With No Name. No Home. Nothing. The Child Was Alone In The Darkness Covered In The Snow Of The Angels. But He Was Treated Like Dirt To The World Even Though he Was The Son Of The Highest Lord. But Thrown Out Because He Was Not Elegent Enough. The Lord Said"This Child Looks Not To My Elegance But Of To The The Mice."But In Truth The Child is Of The Upmost Beauty. The King Ordered The Child Slain. As The Child Was Taken To A Guillotine. God Saw This instantly But Waited For The Right Momment. He Sent A Earthquake And Stoped The Guards In There Tracks. A Hole Opened In The Ground And the Guards Dropped The Child In it Hoping To Send It To Its Death. But The Child Landed On Some Hay And Fell in To A Deep Sleep. Once The Lord Our God Saw This He Sent Comfort To The Very Young Child. While This Was Going on The Childs Father Was Indulging In The Finery Of Being The Highest.

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Your Writer,Eriagal