Prologue

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*Book opens*

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*Book opens*

Back then, their were only main six tribes.

Pop

Funk

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Funk

Classical

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Classical

Classical

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Techno

Country

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Country

and rock

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and rock.

There were also the ones in between

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There were also the ones in between.

Reggaeton

Reggaeton

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K-pop

Yodeling

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Yodeling

and jazz

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and jazz.

Even they had importance

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Even they had importance. They were the tribes that evolved into their own genre. But what about us. We are just an after thought. They thought that we were to different and that our music was hurtful  and dangerous. So they banned us from the village forever.

*the book closes*

A marron troll with short brown hair held it and and ripped the pages in front of the crowd. He reaches into his pocket to fetch out his lighter. He ignites it and burns the book for all to see. They all cheered and screamed. The troll smirked.

"This will be be the start of a new chapter my brothers and sisters. They have feared us for centuries and now they have gone back in peace again. Now we will fight for our own. Is that understood!"

The crowd cheers with their weapons ready.

"Then I, King Malto will lead you to peace!"

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