"Bored, bored, bored, bored, booooored!" said Teremax, lying on the ground in his tent. "Well, since things are so boring now, guess I'm gonna have some bored flashbacks... hmmm. I wonder if I can..." Concentrating hardly, he created a sort of screen out of his shadow slime. On the screen came the image of two identical alchemists speaking to each other excitedly.
"Zaine, we've done it!" "I know, Zaren, I'm not blind!" "What should we name our new minion?" asked Zaren. "I say we name him Teremax. Wait, he's up! Greetings Teremax, we are your creators and masters. We made you out of pure shadow, and now you shall do what we comand!" said Zaine, looking towards the screen. "Yes masters." said the newly created Teremax. "Uh, Zaine? How do we know he won't turn on us?" asked Zaren nervously. "Relax, brother, I forgot to tell you I made sure he has no brain. All he can do is obey us."
"Heh, that's what you thought, 'maaasteers'!" said the current day T.
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