If anyone out there still remembers this story that I left unfinished about... almost a year ago, I'm still alive ig :/

I was drowned in a pool of different varieties of fandoms by a very fast blue critter with the help of a ghostly skeletal solider and a sixteen-year-old boy who fights trolls, aliens, knights and wizards. Huh, weird right? The ninja are going to meet my new friends and we'll write be writing illogical stories about Ben Shapiro, Ogilvie Maurice and Zane Julien making epic talk shows!

I am very sorry to write this, but I'm discontinuing this story because I have no idea what I was writing. I feel as if it were written by a nine-year-old...

So I'm gonna write a remastered version of this!

...

No one excited? ._.

K I'll get to work now.

A/N: There's a reason why I started writing this story about a chicken farm so updates will be quiet slow.