Chatswong Gods philosophical teachings

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Prologue (Micah era)

The cake is a lie, or at least it was when he came to crash our party.

It would have been the perfect day, the perfect girl, the perfect bread and the perfect cake if only I hadn’t let slip my plans, that skinny-jean wearing freak would not have come to ruin our day. At least I can now say I rescued a damsel in distress.