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On a snowy day in February 1984, a battered and jaded human race, teetering on the edge of destruction, gripped by a 40 year polarized arms race, recieved her champion. A vanguard for all those who sought to penetrate the status quo and embrace and intellectual existence. A poet for those who could find no rhyme or reason, and an enemy to those who commit artistic treason. I know you ask but one question. Who is the hero of our day? While all our other men of might have gone astray. While we stand here weak and weary, living lives so drab and dreary, who can save us from an inevitable fall? Perhaps a white knight steadfast and tall?
I know such a concept seems far fetched, in this worlds web of lies and truths far stretched. But this i promise, amidst the glower and rules of elite power, from mists of human rage through the never of a burgeoning new age, one name will echo through time, a name chanted and toasted over chalices of wine, KYLE. Yes Kyle, earths new champion, Kyle yes kyle, now those who seek brilliance have their companion.

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