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>the age of his reckoning was uncounted.
>the anons carved his name deep in the tablets of /pol across eons, and each battle etched terror in the hearts of the poos.
>they knew he would come, as he always had, as he always will, to flush on the turds of the wicked.
>for he alone could draw strength from his fallen foes, and ever his power grew, swift and unrelenting.
https://odysee.com/@Anonymous:d16/Codex-Pajeet-3:d0
https://odysee.com/@Anonymous:d16/Codex-Pajeet-3:d0

https://odysee.com/@Anonymous:d16/Codex-Pajeet-3:d0
https://odysee.com/@Anonymous:d16/Codex-Pajeet-3:d0
>the age of his reckoning was uncounted.
>the anons carved his name deep in the tablets of /pol across eons, and each battle etched terror in the hearts of the poos.
>they knew he would come, as he always had, as he always will, to flush on the turds of the wicked.
>for he alone could draw strength from his fallen foes, and ever his power grew, swift and unrelenting.
https://odysee.com/@Anonymous:d16/Codex-Pajeet-3:d0
https://odysee.com/@Anonymous:d16/Codex-Pajeet-3:d0