Hours turned to days. Days turned to years. Years turned to aeons. Yet, in the end, when all was said and done, when the dust had cleared over the battlefield, the dragons departed, when so many hands that once bravely held blades of steel had withered to become part of the soil that had drank so much blood, and the dreams of the many had been shattered and the many ambitions to become the master of cheese had failed, there emerged the one that had been born with the name so appropriate for all to tremble at... there emerged...
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