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Dear Diary
The turtles almost found me. I was relieved I can tell you.
Anyway, about the reawakening as I call it, it seemed that I was about four or five years old when it happened, as if I had missed out those first years of my new second life, one I do not want.
I don't really want to talk about it. I'm heading east. I can see some mountains that way and one of them has a distinct light coming from it. I wonder who lives there...
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This story wont be entirely diary entried by the way so just remember this acts as an intro until I'm ready to write the full thing..
Rumbo
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'With his father dead and his life as confusing as TIME itself, he stood independantly with his blaster and sword by his side. He was going to save the world, no doubt about it...'
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