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I was born in an advanced, small town.  Stuff was strewn everywhere, but there were steel tools, wooden walling, forge, kiln, and oven.  The name of the town was The Citadel.

I grew up as a young boy next to the fire.  Knowing how to forge and deal with clay, I immediately took on that role when I came of age.  At first, I was working with another, older man, but he quickly left after I had begun working, leaving me as the only forger in the town.

Over my life there I made tools as necessary, and as I wanted, and restarted the fire a couple times as well as attempting to teach kids how to build a fire.  I also managed to teach myself how to cook.  At the end of my life, I had a young man come to be my apprentice and learn the art of the forge.  I began to teach him but quickly died of old age midway.

In my next life, I was once again born as a young man in The Citadel.  As soon as I could grab, I told everyone that I was the old man who had just died and I began to forge yet again.  I tried to continue teaching the apprentice, but he quickly died from a bear attack.

For the rest of my life, we would be randomly plagued by bear attacks.  It was always the same bear as he had an arrow from a previous attacker of our city.  I wanted to help my city as the bear would often kill off our children when it came.

I set off for parts unknown to find the sacred milkweed of thread making.  Thankfully, there was a nearby village to the north-west that had the correct supplies and I quickly returned and build an arrow.  I continued my forging, but the next time the bear showed up I was able to deal it a blow, unfortunately, this still didn't kill it.

I spent the last years of my life at the forge and around the children at the fire.  I felt that this life needed to end far better than the previous one, so I decided to teach the children an important fact.

I had two speeches for the children and the nearby women.  First I told them that being surrounded by naked women was a man's dream.  I then stated that The Citadel was the best because it had a fire and naked women.

Feeling incredibly proud of myself for having instilled the necessity of naked women into the young boys, I invited a boy to come take my clothes and I promptly died of old age.