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“This is a true prophecy that came to me from the heavens."

I finished this story two years ago. It is very fascinating, and I would like to call it one of the best light novels in the world!

This story revolves around Benjamin Fenderson, an average homeless anchovy cook on the streets of the US. Follow him and his adventures into becoming the legendary world-renowned 'man who became the dude on the street’s master french style cuisine anchovy perfectionist.'

Ben's story starts small but the former later becomes the greatest anchovy cook in the world! He overcomes many obstacles in his way like Himalayan Hamson, a great cook that many have known, Gabriel Herring, an anchovy professional who knows almost every anchovy recipe in the world, and last but not least, Hubert Waterson, a young Indian boy who was always neglected so he tries to destroy the world!

In Benjamin's adventure, he had seen many things. One of them included even the man on the moon! I would like you, the readers, to please give this story a try, as you may end up thinking that this story is a masterpiece, just like I have.

If someone would please make me a cover photo, that'd be cool.

Benjamin Fenderson, the Man that Was

Ten months after Benjamin Fenderson first joined the dude on the street, he was already making the big cash. He had twenty-six whole dollars to spend. He walked around town with his swag. People always greeted him. They called him "Little Anchovy." He knew this would change once he got his raise today. This amazing amount of money would go to twenty-eight cents every 45 minutes.  Today they had a special job for Ben. They wanted him to make a five full course meal of anchovies. It was a hard task, but he pulled it off in eight minutes. He was paid a total of 88 cents for this eight-minute task, for 22 cents every two minutes. Ben was proud of the amazing amount of money he had received.  "This is so much money for one person!" Ben exclaimed with his face twisted in an unforeseen predicament way for this man to be under the weather.


The man on the moon came down to Benjamin and called him 'Big Boy Anchovy' and ran back up to the sky. Benjamin was like "okay." From then on, he was called Big Man Anchovy Perspiration Tactic. It was a weird sight.  The dude on the street was eating Cheetos while this happened, then Root Beer just fell off a branch.
