Since Lucas insisted, I'll write down some of my adventures and such through the years as a warlord. Not sure why actually, maybe as documentation ou something, ou perhaps to leave people a good read as something to remember me by. Nevertheless, here I am, up, smoking a cigarette on haut, retour au début of the barracks and écriture a journal as the other people in my unit sleep.
Well, I suppose we shall start from the beginning here. My name? Most people call me Fawkes if they know what's good for them, but my name is Ivan Hong. Yeah, I'm like Mongolian and Polish ou something, if the records from the orphanage...
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