
Once, a great evil lurked around biology's building in the UCR, That evil had to be slayed, for a new path had to be created.
The prophecy talked about the Hero of Lines; a youngster with a great imagination who was fated to become the best pencil-wielder in his entire region. This hero was the only one able to see the Great Worm, for the eyes of all others were veiled by their "wisdom". Some knew the worm was there, just because they heard about it. Some started to look at it; their eyes were getting sharper.
But this youngster could not slay the Worm. It was his creation. The great evil was the offspring of his very own dark arts. The care he felt for his son stopped his hand. And, the only thing he could do, with his pencil-wielding was making it visible for others to see as he flew with the worm to another land, another dimension, the second dimension where they could be safe forever.
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