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The Jester was strolling around the town, getting frightened and angry looks from the people around him. It didn’t bother him one bit. In fact, he enjoyed their irritation. Since the mysterious jester suddenly appeared out of nowhere, the people were cautious of him. He wasn’t one of the King‘s jesters and…he seemed too..odd.

Like every other day he mocked and annoyed people with a grin on his face. It was like a pleasant routine for him.