Jabberwock

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You're the 18 year old child of a noble. Your villet is fraught with monsters that are fast, strong, and hungry for human flesh. Your mission is to bring about a frabjous day by slaying them all, but are you up for it? You'd best bring your vorpal blade if you expect to have a chance! 'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe.