Iron Will's life was in shambles. A broken bull, left to his own devices, is forced to face a dark era in his former life filled with the iniquities he tries to forget. As he seeks to both heal his shame and mend his broken ways, he discovers that love can fill the void in his heart. Terrifyingly, the bloodlust of his past life may be his downfall: can the love of his life fill his heart before the blood of his foes fills his four stomachs?
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My apologies... but you need an editor.
Thank you, Mr. ‘AbagOfVicodin,’ for your constructive criticism. Seldom in these trying times do we find a series of such a wonderful insights that can bring to light such a life-changing observation.
Surely the authors could never admit fault of intelligence or have shortcomings, unlike you. Indeed, in the halls of time your apology will be noted as just, but only just, below the moon landing and/or the burning of Carthage. As the author I cannot begin to thank you an appropriate amount, as the amount of self-confidence I have does not allow me to engage in playful banter with such a prodigious intellectual as yourself. And surely you have never contemplated eating a bag of rusty nails completely of your own volition, so I won’t ask.
To be bluntly honest with you, the majority of the massive editing team consists of mostly male editors who just try to get one of the authors shitfaced out of their damn mind. Notable participants include Jose Cuervo, Mr. Jeremiah Weed, Carlo Rossi, The Captains Crunch and Morgan, and their superior officer (rear) Admiral Nelson. While each of these people are independently wonderful, together they are able to paint the landscape of literature with a contemptible coating of crap unlike anything you or anyone else has ever tasted before. In fact, it would be potentially arguable that the stunted machinations you now have the utter privilege of reading would in fact not exist without their guiding influence. So, as I type this, here’s another two chapters worth of them and a complete re-edit of chapters one through three.
If you, or whoever is reading this to you, cares to follow along, I ask that you adjust your helmet straps; the author would be delighted to discuss and dissect every meaningful morsel of your groundbreaking comment.
TLDR; Friendship is Fucking Magic; your insights are not.
We love you.
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