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[ On the Network today is an anonymous post, with what appears to be a transcribed fairy tale. How interesting... and random. ]

The God of Peace is always busy.
He is too busy to look in a mirror, and blows his horn every day.
The God of Peace's horn makes everyone happy.

The God of Peace is always busy.
He is too busy to look in a mirror, and pours his magical water.
The magical water creates green mountains, ripens crops, and makes flower gardens grow.

The God of Peace is always busy.
He is too busy to look in a mirror, and gives everyone a name.
"Your name is Otto. Your name is Hans. Your name is Thomas. Your name is Johan."
Johan gave his hat to the god as a gift in return.

The god was very happy.
Because he wanted to see himself wearing the hat, he stood in front of a mirror for the first time.
However, what he saw in the mirror was a demon. From inside the mirror, the demon spoke to him. "I am you, and you are me."

"Oh no! No one can live in peace with a demon like this! What should I do?"

So the troubled god ...

Tell me. How does the story end?

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Close.

What part'd I miss?

It was never about everyone else.

Wait wait did he just kill himself then? Geez. Everyone else would've been a better target.

Perhaps the demon thought so too.

Waaaait is this some kind of symbolic thing? 'Cause I'm no good at those. But I have to side with the demon on this one. I think.

You think?

Occasionally! But yeah, why not? A demon would probably know how to have a better time than a god that just helps people all day.

Do you want to know what the demon would do, if it continued to grow?

Absolutely! Is it violent?

Chomp chomp.

Munch munch.

Gobble gobble.

Gulp.

Nya ha! I like you mystery person. And this giant mystery demon. So he ate everyone? That's awesome! That's totally the way all stories should end. A bloody massacre~

Then there's another story I think you would like.

Ohhh? Tell me, I love a good terrible tale!

Next time.

Do you have any stories to share?

Aww. But okay! And are you suuure you want that? I'm not a good storyteller and I don't know anything about putting in moral lessons or stuff.

I want to know, if you're willing to tell me.

Hey, I'll give it a shot. So there was this boy, who was completely despised by his parents. He didn't know why, and they didn't care to tell him, but that's not really the point. But. In the end they got rid of him, sent him away to an orphanage, and for them that was the end of it. But not for him! Still despised and despising, the boy didn't have any better of a time with his new guardians. They were cruel to all of the kids, and the kids learned from it and were as cruel to each other. Still, the boy wasn't alone. He loved animals, and told all the little birds that visited the yard his troubles, really poured his heart out to them. Unfortunately, he was overheard! The other kids, seeing the opportunity for a bit of mischief, murdered all of the little birds, strangled and left their bloody corpses in his bed. He cried. He was sadder then than he'd been when his parents had left. But it worked out. The next day, half of the other kids never woke up, their little necks strangled and broken. But the boy's hands were far too weak to manage that kind of feat! So how'd it happen?

He had help.

Only in the dead.

How did he decide which half he would spare?

He didn't, he only ran out of birds. Even then, the boy was pretty good with magic. Casting curses. But most of them required a sacrifice, especially if you wanted it to be fatal. Sacrifices that were delivered thoughtfully right to his mat.

And you claimed you weren't a good storyteller.

I'm not! But thank you~

You're welcome.

Was your tale autobiographical?

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