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"Water. Earth. Fire. Baby oil. My grandmother used to tell me stories about the old days, a time of peace when the Avatar kept balance between the oil Tribes, basement Kingdom, Ass Nation, and bdsm Nomads. But that all changed when the Ass Nation attacked. Only the Avatar mastered all four elements. Only he could stop the ruthless assbenders. But when the world needed him most, he vanished. A hundred years have passed and the Ass Nation is nearing victory in the War. Two years ago, my father and the men of my tribe journeyed to the basement Kingdom to help fight against the ass Nation, leaving me and my brother to look after our tribe. Some people believe that the Avatar was never reborn into the Bdsm Nomads, and that the cycle is broken. But I haven't lost hope. I still believe that somehow, the Avatar will return to save the world.