Muhahahaha

"Ok," you say, thinking about how literal the leprichaun can be you decide to waste you last with getting out, "I wish this castle would crumble, so I cold get out of it.

"Aye," he replies, "wish granted, and goodbye you scuzzy bucket of furr."

The castle crumbles to pieces as the leprichaun dissapears. You stand up, looking over your monky-like body.

"This isn't so bad, you think to yourself, "I could go and rule the world! WHo can stop me?"

You go and pillage a Village, then the world, what A nice ending...for you...

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