history of mushroom village

Back in ancient days, the mushroom god ruled all the land and i wasn't even born. When the mushroom resigned to go into slumber, my fathers father took over. He ruled the land with an iron fist. Although he was successful, the villagers were not happy and revolted. They killed him and made my father king. My father was peace loving and none were hungry. These times were refered to as the bright days. My father was loved throughout the land, and his love was well deserved. When my father died… More information...

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