Habia una vez una chica muy fea quien era odiada por todos los chicos, pero a pesar de eso ella querìa hacercarse a ellos pero no podìa porque era muy fea, su mama le decia que no era para tanto y que pronto encontrarìa un novia. Esa misma noche aparecìo el sombrerìn, Un tipo alto y musculoso con una gran carreta de oro, jalada por enormes caballos negros, y su guitarra sonaba impresionante mente bien, la chica se enamoro de èl, pasaon juntos todas las noches hasta que su mamà se dìo cuenta de eso y le dijo que l sombrerìn era malvado y que lo que querìa ear simple y sencillamente engañarla la dejarìa en la calle para irse con otra mujer y hacerle lo mismo a ella. Entoces la chica llego con el sombrerìn y le dijo que ya no lo querìa y el sombrerìn le pego y se fue llorando como niñita xdxdxd.
The simulator tower loomed over the training grounds, the smooth, black surface reflecting the sunlight like polished obsidian. For most recruits, the simulator was a symbol of hope, the final step before earning a place on the Monster Control Crew. But to Damian, the sight was like gazing towards a towering giant, challenging him to a duel. The trainees gathered around the base of the monolith, awaiting their final trial. Recruits were slowly approaching the machine, whispering about their expectations, making bets about who would pass and who would not. Everyone looked nervous, except for Ashley, the bunny girl looked excited as always, a bright smile on her face. Damian was blankly staring forward, Don’t overthink it, Damian. You’ve got this , he repeated the thought over and over like a mantra, hoping it would somehow manifest into reality. His best friend had a radiant smile on her face, but he could tell she was just as nervous as he was. Both of them were too f...
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