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Unicorn Pegasus story

I... i dont know with this one... just read this one year old story...
Once there was a Monster that ruled the trees and this monster had fungus growing on his face and metal poles bending out of his head. This monster lived on the highest mountain near a nice quiet town of Sleeping Willow. The town is hated him because his color, look, and height, they were afraid.
        He did nothing wrong, he always complied with the people that to his house but he always got pushed around. The last time someone did that he got fed up and yelled out destroying the nearby houses. Then he ran up the hill and met his future house.
      This town was protected by a Magical Unicorn Pegasus wielding a giant pink sword. This unicorn was muscular and was a girl. Nobody liked this leader and warrior. The people in the town were loving each other guys liked guys and girls and girls like girls and guys. The pink muscular unicorn Pegasus sent letters to the monster, as the Monster posed as a girl warrior from another kingdom and they sent secret battle plans to each other. “We plan to attack the monster in the mountain sometime next week.”
     “So the monster plotted out that they couldn't attack on Friday-”. Dude really you're going to make a video in the middle of a narration? Anyway, the monster summons an ent army out of trees and sent them to the village. The monster cried out “Rise, my army!” and raise his sword. As the trees march toward the town with one of the trees carrying the monster. The go into a fight with branches flying and as the go down they break houses in half. Then bodies go flying and screaming then plopping to the ground.
      Then the pink unicorn Pegasus flies into battle with woods most dangerous weapon, the red flower. Minutes later the entire city is burning with fire. The reddest city with blood and fire everywhere. Nobody was there normal color, they were burning or covered in other people's blood. Sleeping Willow was awake and burning with fire.
    As the the monster runs down an ent and murders a nearby person. The pink Unicorn Pegasus flies down and rumbles the ground. She looks up with anger. Then she gallops toward the monster with sword in air, she swings down her sword. The Unicorn Pegasus opens her eyes then looks up to see that her sword was blocked by the monsters sword. Then the they fought and fought till one of them runs out of breath.
    The Unicorn Pegasus goes down, just to get back up and charges toward the monster. The monster quickly grabbed a large piece of bark as a shield. As the Unicorn Pegasus’s sword seeps through the shield, the monster takes his sword and cuts off the wings making the Unicorn Pegasus just a Unicorn. The unicorn screamed out and blew out all the fire. “I'm not the main threat” said the unicorn as she was bleeding out.
“What?” Said the monster.
“There is a bigger threat”
“Who?”
“He has no name, but he was going to kill us both.”
“Where is he?”
“Other side of the mountain.”
The monster helps up the unicorn to a nearby table to patch up and to talk about a plan of attack. Hours later the both appear at the unnamed guy's castle. They look around for a tiny hole to put something explosive in. They find the right hole and stuff it with explosives. Then they look for trees to rise, they only find three. They realize it's enough to at least get his attention.
They tear his wall down making a giant boom that would wake up anyone. The unnamed guy walks toward them to see what happens and call his guards outs to murder them. Bothe the unicorn and the monster fight against a hundred of soldiers.
After they fight all of the hundreds of soldiers with two piles of bodies the unnamed guy pulls out a gun and shoots the monster in the knee. As the unicorn catch him, making the monster slowly die off in the unicorns arms. The unicorn rushed toward him horn faced toward him. Then getting the horn stuck, they both stayed there for the rest of time.
Billions of years later some paleontologist find thousand skeletons. They dig up the skeletons and present the cyclops, unicorn, and humans in their fighting stands. Everyone thought the cyclops and unicorn were fake, so they threw them in the trash to never be seen again by the public.
They are in a place under the streets and under the sewers. Where no man has gone before. This place is a lab.
The end

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