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Not mine and nor are the profits. Just own a GBA game and a couple eps taped off Japanese tv.
This is evil evil evil!
"Millenium Rod"
Marik loved his Millenium Rod.
It was hard and firm, like his immaculately hair-sprayed 'do.
No one could resist its awesome power.
So long.
So shiny.
Marik's eyes glistened with manic joy.
He could have anyone, thanks to its uncanny prowess.
Anyone.
Anyone.
Anyone.
So many choices, so little time.
Marik stroked his Millenium Rod and burst out into insane laughter.
THE END
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