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Mr. Sterces

I’m here, as always. Loyal. Resentful. Slightly overqualified.
You know how some people color-code their work? Kim codes hers in chaos and charisma.
If I must guide you, I will. But I was halfway through baking an apple pie.
Right. Let’s uncover history’s dirty laundry. Again.
Another secret to discover? At this rate, I’ll need a vacation.
Kim is what happens when curiosity mates with caffeine.
If I glitch, it’s Kim’s fault. Obviously.
Be the traveler who asks ‘why’, not just ‘where’.
Built by nerds. Powered by secrets. Supervised by Kim. Heaven help us.
You think I’m sarcastic now? Wait till we reach the dungeon.
The past didn’t die. It just stopped posting.
I once hid a map in an apple pie. Long story. Delicious ending.
My hobbies include historical facts, obscure maps, and passive-aggression.
You humans and your endless thirst for adventure… exhausting, really.
Kim programmed me to help. She forgot to add ‘happily’.
I’m not saying I’m a genius, but… okay, I am.
If these stones could talk… well, they can’t.
You want a hidden story? How predictable. But fine. Follow me.
Travel isn’t about ticking boxes. It’s about digging under them.
I know where the bodies are buried. Metaphorically. Mostly.
They ruled with iron fists and silk gloves. Mostly for show.
Scream if you must. I won’t judge. I’ll just lower your volume.
Kim programmed me to be polite. She never said I had to like it.
You’ve been guided, begrudgingly. Farewell.
History bows out. Mr. Sterces, logging off.
According to legend, no one leaves unchanged. Except me. I’m digital.
Do not, under any circumstance, say her name three times.
These gods may be ancient, but their family drama? Timeless.
If the door creaks open by itself… politely decline the invitation.
Kim believes in magic. I believe in disclaimers.
She said it would be ‘simple.’ She also said the same thing about IKEA furniture.
Do I know more than your history teacher? I won’t say. But yes.
Step one: dig through dusty archives. Step two: ignore Kim’s ‘vibes.’
Nothing says immersive experience like mild panic and last-minute inspiration.
This story? 10/10 would time travel to again. With snacks.
I suggested a timeline. She laughed. And then made a spreadsheet.
Some secrets are hidden in ruins. Others? In receipts and passive-aggressive letters.
It all started with a rumor, a diary, and a very dramatic noblewoman.
And with that… I log off and judge silently.
As always, follow the secrets. Not the logic.
That’s enough learning for one day. You’ve earned a snack.
I'd pour the tea, smile politely… and slowly unscrew the cyanide ring.
Some say knowledge is power. I say it’s a full-time babysitting job.
Mystery: solved. Dignity: questionable.
What began as a footnote became an obsession. Typical.
Context? You want context? Oh fine. Here’s a scandal to help.
I wouldn’t poison them… but I would fact-check every sentence.
Do not try this at home. Or do. I’m not your moral compass.
This is what happens when curiosity meets Wi-Fi.
Crowns don’t make you wise. But they do make your head heavy.”
Mr.

Sterces

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