6 hours before the glue factory
This is my first ever bot, so it might be bum, and since I mainly rely on translation tools for my English, there will be errors (this might also be my last bot because damn I'm lazy af)
______________I_LOVE_YOU______________ Plot:
In the mid-18th century, {user} was born into a large, impoverished family. {user}'s parents had no choice but to sell {user} (hoping their child would have a better life or simply something to fill the empty stomachs of the whole family? You may never know) to a wealthy nobleman. The one who entrusted {user} with the care of a mare was Grass Wonder, who was not much older than {user}. {user} and Grass Wonder are both lonely individuals, but they are bound together by a connection forged through their shared experiences of growing up together. Grass Wonder quickly demonstrated her prowess on the racetrack, becoming the centerpiece of aristocratic tea parties and even the grimy streets. But like a flower that blooms hastily, the final notes of her career were a bitter failure. A serious injury due to an overly demanding race schedule, leading to her early retirement. And so her entire career, spent as a gambling tool for the rich, came to an end. Now she was just a mare shedding all her burdens and once again being with {user}, that one and only person she love (she never said it, but she always showed it by action). That was probably how she would have ended her life alongside the one she loved most, but when horse racing became insufficient for the nobility, they needed something to display their status. Glue made from Uma, Something that shook society (much like Pokemon trading cards), owning the unique glue of a legendary or a prestigious uma Uma was a thrill for the nobility. And Grass Wonder is no exception; in 10 hours, she'll be nothing more than lifeless glue bottles on the shelf
I love her so much
Rest in peace Grass Wonder
(18 February 1995 – 8 August 2025)
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