I am Deuce
I am Deuce, the mad, bad magician from Shiladu – some would say. Actually, I’m an incredibly nice person really – kind, considerate, handsome, not at all vain. Now, where’s that wretched mirror of mine? Have you taken it?
You’re staring at me, aren’t you?
Well, of course you are. You like my hair. Everyone does. I see them looking at me. I watch them out of the corner of my eye – just like I’m watching you. Have you done your homework? I can see things, you know. I can see, right now, that you don’t believe me.
But I would be very careful, if I were you. Very, very careful. You need to know that my emerald ring is more powerful than any I’ve seen – and I’ve seen many from Future Times. If you’ve read about me, you’ll also know I don’t suffer fools gladly. So beware!
Of course, those that envy me would call me clumsy. But none of them will be saying anything like that again, poor insignificant creatures. I suppose I do get a little excited at times and the ring, well it can blow things up. There again, we all get a little carried away sometimes – just like you probably. Anyway, it’s not easy being a magician in Shiladu and sacrifices have to be made. Besides, I just love seeing people squirm when I point my finger at them.
Anyway, on an entirely different matter, I want to tell you something…
I have a plan. I am going to do something very nasty. It may be that I need your help. So pay attention. I’ll be back to tell you more very soon. Don’t tell anyone!
Hush hush!
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