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Come here folks, let me tell you a wondrous story about a bizarre world. 
A world with two moons and three suns.
A world where death is never the end and birth is just the beginning of misery.
A world filled with stories of love, war, and betrayal.
A world where the gods are bored of the mundane as much as you.
And then there is I, the maestro of this bizarre world that exists solely to entertain you.
So follow me and enjoy the misery as much as I do.
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A mentally ill man who only finds the meaning of life in twisted entertainment stumbles upon the supernatural world. A world full of chaos, and entities that can cause one to go mad. But what if you are mad to begin with.
Let’s watch our Jester as he crafts entire plays to entertain an audience that only exists in his head.

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The God of Jesters

Bleeding from head to toe, with one eye leaking and countless claw marks all over her body.

The young and weak Remira, with a tick in hand, was fighting against the beasts that came to claim her mother's body.

Whether it was a dream or not, she didn't know anymore. No, it would be more appropriate to say, she didn't care about it at all.

Even with a young body that was too weak to wield a sword, with a stick that would shatter with a simple impact, she flayed around, dodging the bites and swipes of wolves, some of whom used to be her family.

But no matter how hard she tried, how hard she danced among the attacks, the beasts of winter were too much for a small girl like her.  Even with the boost that the blood of Radiant gave to her, letting her experience her peak. She was still too weak to fight against the monsters.

As as tired she was and feeling fatigued she was asking her to just close her eyes and accept her fate. She kept on fighting.

2.28.4 True past.