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Fishermen’s life, which was quiet and humble. I

learned to love my new family, but I couldn’t help

but want more. I wanted to be an army man, to

serve my country, to become a hero. So, at 18, I en-

listed and was stationed in Padua, Italy. I thrived in

the army, and quickly became an important asset.

I was fast on my feet, hard to catch. I was the per-

fect spy. However, at 22, I, as well as a few others,

were assigned to spy on foreign enemies at a ball.

We were undercover, with me dressed as a wealthy

prince and my crew dressed as common waiters.

Unfortunately, due to a very beautiful woman, I be-

came distracted from my duties. Unluckily for me,

I had pursued a taken woman who’s husband just

so happened to be the lord I had to spy on. I was

immediately put into questioning by security. And

then, darkness. The last thing I remembered was a

sharp pain in my skull. I had been murdered with

an axe, my body thrown into a ditch on the side of

the road. I was there

for a while before

some random man,

looking disheveled

and a little crazy,

scooped up my dead

body and took me

home with him.

And thus, my immortal story begins....