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There once was a villager who liked iron ingots. He loved seeing red roses and his villager friends so much. On a rainy night the villager walked out with his iron ingots near the swamp and met a witch. The witch crept up to him and said to him "You love your friends don't you?" He replied " Yes I do very much!" The witch told him in a evil snare " So much that you will give up all your iron ingots?" The villager said "NO! I will not give up my iron ingots!" The witch fought with him hoping to get the iron ingots. "You fight well villager, but I will get those iron ingots of your villager. I will destroy your village!" With a crack of her potion, she disappeared. The villager ran as fast as he can to his village to tell them about the attack. Almost to the village the villager fell into a lava pool with the iron ingots smothering him and turning him into Iron. The villager wanted to protect his village so badly. Once he died he rose back up, big and strong. He went to the village seeing the witch attacking. The villager looked at himself,he was Iron. He knew that he was strong. He went to the witch and threw her up! "What's this?" The witch said to the Iron Villager. "You better leave!" The iron villager demanded. The villager took her and threw her as hard as he can! The witch fell to her death. The villagers ran outside congratulating him and named him an Iron Golem. A guard to the village.
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