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One fateful night, a shadowy figure emerged from the mist, known as the "Nachtkrake". This fearsome beast, threatened to engulf the town in eternal night.
But amidst the chaos, a lone figure stood tall...Meister Migno. With a determined glint in his eye, he declared, "I shall face this Nachtkrake, even if it means quacking my way to glory!"
Armed with nothing but a rusty old sword, Migno ventured into the darkness.
A fierce battle ensued, the clash of steel against darkness. Migno, though outnumbered, fought with unwavering courage. With each blow, he grew stronger.
Finally, with a thunderous clash, Migno delivered the final blow. The darkness dissipated, and the townsfolk overjoyed at their savior's return. And so, the legend of the Great Schnatterich Migno was born.