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THE BIRTH OF DEATH
One night, a six-eyed unicorn emerged from the magma-coated blistering center of the earth and encountered a woman. Her name was Apple, daughter of the exiled son Esau. The demon unicorn looked upon her and said to her,
"Apple, YOU are The Harbinger of Death (c), YOU are pregnant with Death (c)".
And Apple wept at this all night for she did not like the name Death(c) at all,
and additionally she was praying for a girl-baby.
Nine months later, Death(c) was indeed born, and when his mother looked upon him, she was truly amazed, for he cried out like a baby byst was comprised solely of bones. At this, the mother-apple was content,
for she knew her son would never suffer from obesity.
THE MARRIAGE OF TRUTH AND DEATH
Sixteen fortnights after the dawn of time,
Death wandered mournfully
through the hallways and streets of his neighborhood, waiting for He-Man or Peewee's playhouse to come onto the television. During his meditations in the streets and hallways, Death came to the realization that he was a very lonely boy indeed.
At this thought, he sat in the street of his neighbors and wept sorrowfully, when a maiden came out of her home to take out the garbage. When Death encountered her he covered his face in shame for he knew
he was Death and he knew that his duty was to be fearsome.
The maid was Truth, a resplendent and glorious beauty with the antlers of a deer, the purest being in the entire neighborhood.
When she looked upon Death's melancholic demeanor, she comforted him. When Death looked upon her again and saw her pure beauty he wept even harder.
Then Truth looked deep into the eye-sockets of Death and said,
"Death, thouest a mournful creature, shan't thee enter my house and enjoy a game of Atari?"
And Death accepted Truth's generosity and played Atari with her. The two glorious children were a sight to be seen, and were married immediately after. And all the demons were sorrowfull when they heard this for they knew their friend Death was now
totally whipped.
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