Since Lucas insisted, I'll write down some of my adventures and such through the years as a warlord. Not sure why actually, maybe as documentation or something, or perhaps to leave people a good read as something to remember me by. Nevertheless, here I am, up, smoking a cigarette on topo, início of the barracks and composição literária a journal as the other people in my unit sleep.
Well, I suppose we shall start from the beginning here. My name? Most people call me Fawkes if they know what's good for them, but my name is Ivan Hong. Yeah, I'm like Mongolian and Polish or something, if the records from the orphanage...
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