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Llywelyn ap Meryk/Amerike, Tudor urchin (1541-1557 AD)

London, Kingdom of England, in the year of our Lord 1541.

I was born in this year, and strangely, can remember my family well. Dad was an servant to the King and a proud Welshman. My mother, was an cleaning maid to the same man, Henry the Eighth. My name at this period in my life was Llywelyn Amerike (from ap Meryk). My family held the strong view that without my grandfather, the New World would remain unknown. When I was 16, my dad died from smallpox, and my mum was executed for being a witch. I escaped to France and took the name Louis de Bretagne…

Louis de Bretagne, French gentleman (1557-1581 AD)

As Louis de Bretagne I saw the elegance of the French court, I knew French because my mother was Swiss. The King at this time was Charles IX, he was a little boy, no more then 12 years old at the time. I caught the attention of his mother, Catherine de Medici who were related to the Tuscan dukes. She gave me the job of the King's Bodyguard and told me to “guard the King with all of your lifes” I was probably drunk when I revealed that I was immortal, Thank God she told nobody. I found out I was immortal when 2 years earlier, in an duel, an petty baron shot me in the chest 4 times before I shot and killed him. There were no witnesses. In 1581, I left France and went back to England because some people was suspicious about me, for people thought I was a witch and I left for England, hopeful that Elizabeth would treat me better.

Henrich of Battenburg, German Baron (?-? AD

Unfortunately the English treated me with suspicion, as they knew that I was the son of a witch, because of some stupid poem made by the children.

Little Llywelyn, son of a witch was he. He made a deal with the devil. He became immortal, but the good old English found out And this Welsh wizard went to France To get away from the fire!

A very irritating poem indeed. So I had to go to the Holy Roman Empire. I fell in good favours with the Emperor and he gave me the minor county of Zutphen to control as a baron. I ruled for a while but fell over some cliffs and “died”. When I recovered I saw that I was washed on the seas of Denmark…

Niels Jonssen, Danish Manservant (?-1681 AD)

Some charitable people carried me to their house, since I had a broken leg that strangely healed. They were confused but did not say I was a witch. I needed a job, so I went to the royal capital of Denmark and became the King's manservant and took the name of Niels Jonssen. I became a good friend and servant to the King.

(many pages later)

Then, on my 140th birthday, I decided to leave for Scotland. The King at this time was kind and gave me plenty of ducats. I got in a ship that would take me to Scotland…

James McKenzie, Scottish Lord (1681-1771 AD)

This was the longest of all my lives. The British Isle was unrecognizable to what I was born in. The Isles were unified under an German, of all people ! This George was the second of that name ! I quickly established myself as an Scottish lord from the Orkney Islands.

(many pages later)

And so after the Jacobin rebelion, which I sided with, failed, I escaped to this “New World” in 1771, and helped create a nation…

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