《A ragbag of stories, don't expect them to end.》Strange

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I am a orc lover. I love stories of how they brutally murder stuff and rape everything before getting killed by the hero. At least that's how they are according to the story.

But Orcs are strange, as in every world has its own quirks and they were made to balance the shit. I remember the first orc I started haunting upon becoming a specter. He was big, he was strong and he was ugly. Only a week later did I learn that he... was a she. Fifteen seconds later I learned that orcs were a Amazon tribe in this world and every orc was female, had the ability to look horrendous and their natural form rivaled the beauty of elves. Fuck. This. Bullshit. World.

No harm done, only wasted a week. Time to go to the next world. First thing I saw was a village being raided by orcs, the pitiful humans were slaughtered like livestock, the girls were put into cages and loaded up for transport. Maybe this world would give me what I wanted? No, Fuck me. The females I saw being transported were cursed orcs... Orcs were the dominant race here... Orcs lived in a true democracy... Where is the pillaging. (At this moment I started bawling like a kid, everything I learned through fantasy stories in my previous life was a lie.)

Next world! War was everywhere, species have been slaughtering each other trying to gain the alpha status.

Everyone had a common ancestor who they wanted to gain the access of their power to. I followed this world a year, searching for the relics of the orcs, to see what they had left in this world. The relics told of a war between deamons and angels. War between good and bad. A war between elves and orcs! Finally a world where orcs had a lot of power and infamy! Or so I thought... Some race managed to Summon the powerful angels... And what did I saw? Orcs... In shiny Armour and with wings...

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Maybe it's the best way to disappear back into the fog and linger there until Santa kisses his own ass without trying. Or I find a hobby where karma won't mess me up. Or some girl would call out "Sar I'll give you my virginity, please help me!"

Nothing of that could happen, so I'll be pretty safe.

...

How was the saying? Never say never? Not even close to be funny.

Shit.

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