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Mark gets in trouble

"Hmm..." Mark pondered "I remember now!"

"What did you remember..?"

Mark gleamed with satisfaction.

"I am actually an advanced water magic user! I can just create water!"

"REALLY!!!?"

"Yeah! Let me do it right now..." Mark gathered a mysterious energy in his hands, then that energy materialized into a beam of water, which he pointed at the lake. "There!"

As the pond became larger and more powerful, a man far away has just been alerted.

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"Huh???" An old man, with wrinkles with wrinkles, stops stroking his beard for half a second in surprise, then returns to stroking his beard.

"A foreign magical signature???" He exhaled sharply, before becoming furious.

"ON MY LAND???!?!?!?!?!?"

Immediately, he zooms out of his leather chair, making a hole in the ceiling of his giant mansion as he breaks the sound barrier flying out of his home.

Suddenly, two bullshit magical sensors, from Mark and old man each, spotted each other. One on the ground next to a pond in the wastes, and one at supersonic speed flying through the air.

Half a millisecond before the old man was able to hit Mark, he side-stepped, causing the old man to crash into the ground.

BOOOM!!!!!

The old man is lying on the ground for a moment, in a giant crater.

"That speed..." Mumbles the old man. "Who are you..."

"Hmf!" Mark grins, then points his thumb to his face, with his right arm at a 90 degree angle. "I'm Mark, and I have defeated God himself, cucked Jesus, and managed to punch an American Tank at full power without breaking a bone!"

"AN AMERICAN TANK?!" The old man gasped "Impossible. Such a thing can't happen. I must call bullshit on that statement!"

"Whatever, still haven't given me your name, old man."

Suddenly, the old man stood straight up, and crossed his arms. "I am Richard Tsuk Kierr, The famed master of the Badlands, tamer of dragons, and licker of elbows."

The scene grows more intense, as Mark doesn't respond. The two men enter a battle stance. And right when they were about to start fighting again. They hear a voice from the sky.

"Stop! In the name of Saint Jerry!"

Will Mark defeat Richard Tsuk Kierr in their duel? Will this new challenger from the sky cause any trouble? Will the pond spirit survive the aftermath? Find out next time, on Mark's Horrible Life.

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