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“What does it take to rise to the top?”
Most people might list a few things that contribute to success. 
Determination, talent. An unwavering will.
All of these things made sense, but there was also a different route.
When asked that same question, Elric would answer with a single word.
Ruthlessness.
Who cares if the opponent is better in every way if they never have a chance to compete?
You’re going to easily crush my crew’s runner in a sprint? Cool, let’s see you do it with a broken leg. 
Following in his father’s footsteps, Elric decides to start his own talent agency. 
Quickly finding himself butting heads with more… legitimate and powerful agencies, he falls back on his secret weapon.

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Job Poster: Elric Melov (SecretlyKind).
Request: Go to the singer “Alha Nulstaya’s” concert, boo and throw trash at her.
Rewards: A free Taco Gong burrito for the first 20 members to sign up, an introduction to a cute girl for the most verbose booer.
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Idol Warfare: Villainous Talent Agency

Elric cracked his fingers, an evil smile on his face as he steadily advanced, a massive army easily breaking through Ember's borders and sweeping through her land. 


Elric snorted, then glanced over to the side of the board, where all of Peliston's already eliminated pieces sat in a pile.


"I think I already told you, I'm the best at this game."


Elric glanced over at his dad, who was taking the biscuits out of the oven.


"Pops, did you forget how to win this game? Why would you target my useless faction instead of going straight for my one which was building up soldiers?"


"You got lucky with your dice rolls, that's all! It should be impossible for someone with just one tiny continent to turn the entire game around!"


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