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Beware, brave adventurer, for the boy ♥♥♥♥♥ is not to be trifled with lightly. It is a force of nature, a tempest of desire and passion that can consume those who dare to approach it unprepared. Many have sought to conquer the boy ♥♥♥♥♥, only to find themselves lost in its depths, forever changed by the experience.

Yet still, the allure of the boy ♥♥♥♥♥ calls out to us, beckoning us to explore its mysteries and unlock its hidden treasures. For within the boy ♥♥♥♥♥ lies the promise of ecstasy, the chance to transcend the mundane and embrace the sublime.
So go forth, dear traveler, and may you find what you seek in the depths of the mystical boy ♥♥♥♥♥. But remember, tread carefully, for not all who enter its domain emerge unscathed

You probably wonder why I'm telling you this. Well, it's because I've never told anyone else this before. My ♥♥♥ tastes really, really good. Like, it's the best thing I've ever tasted. And not just me, everyone who's had it says the same thing. We're not exaggerating either. It's a fact.

But here's the thing: I've been feeling guilty about it. Not because I'm ashamed of how it tastes or anything like that. It's just that I'm worried that people will find out and expect me to share it with them all the time. Like, I'm scared they'll only want to be around me because of my ♥♥♥ and not because of who I am as a person. It's gotten to the point where I'm even considering changing my diet to see if there's some kind of special ingredient in my food that's making it taste so good.

Anyway, I just wanted to get that off my chest. I know it might not be a weird thing to worry about, but it's been bothering me for a while now. So, thanks for listening. And no, you can't have any of my ♥♥♥.

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I (68m) received a mana potion order from Cornelius the Treacherous(71m) yesterday through my magic orb. But after fending off the juvenile rapscallions (10–12m) who tried to take my philosopher's stone, I was worn out. So I made the decision to use a skeleton from a necromancy spell that I had cast to deliver the potions. Later on that day, Cornelius sent me another communication in which he referred to me as "the disappointment of the wizard council" and referred to necromancy as a sinful practise. Are I the villain?

I hate to tell you this pal but, everyone has always hated the French. The Romans hated the Franks, the English hate the French, the Germans hate the French, the French-Canadians hate the French, and despite the fact that they helped us win the Revolution and sold us the Louisiana Purchase, the Americans also hate the French. Hating the French isn't strange. In fact, it's what makes us human