I once found some golden tablets in a cave, and I translated them with the help of a solicitous angel. They were additional books that belong in the Bible. The angel told me that I was chosen as a Prophet to lead the faithful who would follow the new scriptures.
Nobody would believe me, though, when I told them about it. That I had lost the tablets really seemed to make me seem less credible.
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