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Introduction
The Iron-Teeth Jester, also known as Thomas Mathew's (TMaterial) is a Jester/comedian in the day and a sneaking maniac at night. Thomas was transformed into the Iron-Teeth Jester when he touched a mysterious stone in a forsaken cave. The hysteria took him, and history will never forget, the stone was gone the next day.

However, the stone was not his. It was stolen by a group of criminals, who did not like that Thomas would become rich with the precious mineral. Yet, his transformation still remained the same, only the stone could fix him.

The Iron-Teeth Jester wears a purple and black jester costume, not red and blue like Thomas Mathews. The other differences are the pale face, the growth of height and the massive mouth with iron teeth, like knives ready to cut his tasty prey. Even though he w

ears bright colours, still he is invincible at night, lurking, searching, one by one, the people that made the monster. Everybody could be the one. One day, the stone will come back to his rightful owner.

The Iron-Teeth Jester
The Iron-Teeth Jester is a story made by TMaterial with the aid of The Orange Poet. It explore the story of Thomas Mathew's (TMaterial) and his transformation into The Iron-Teeth Jester

We start the story with the loneliest man. His family was gone, under the ground. For having insulted the grandfather of the Dante family. They were brutal, even more if the person is a nobody. Thomas Mathew's was this nobody, it was all his fault. But insulting was a bit much compared with what he said. "Purple was not a very good colour on him, anyway." He thought. The Mathews was a poor family, always crossing the Dante's high roads, near the silent harbours.

Thomas was a comedian, an expert in it. He was called the King Jester for a reason. The other families of the region adored him and the theatre was always full of laughs and grin. But, now, the Dante family was the most powerful of them all. They were closing theatres left and right, only to block his only talent. They tortured him ,day after day, forced him to eat rocks, making his smile not enjoyable to watch. And then, his poor family. Thomas was unlucky to be the example. Despite his peaceful status, he was existing only to spite. "I cannot live with this!" He said in his sad shack. "The exterior will change my forsaken mind."

However, everything changed. On a grey and gloomy night, Thomas discovered a cave. He entered it, lamp at hand, and explored it fully. The cave had a mysterious feeling fuming in his crevasses. There was a hole in the end, curious, he jumped and saw a dark stone, levitating in front of him. "What is that magic?" A grey mist was surrounding it, like if the colour was trying to escape the prison that is the stone. Thomas approached it, the stone did the same. Suddenly, it flew right through his body at a speed is eyes did not perceive. He screamed. Weakened and confuse, he turned his head, the stone was there, now white like a pearl. He fainted on the ground.The next day, grandfather Dante had heard about the little adventures of Mathew's. He ordered three of his goons to go to his house and burn it for good. "Scums like him will be exterminated! Is this understood!" When the goons arrived, Thomas was inside of his home, unconscious on his bed. They poked at him with their bats and torch sticks. He did not move. However, the goons turned and he was suddenly in front of the door, his head looking at the wooden floor. The jester slowly revealed his cursed identity: the face was not human, his teeth were sharp like a mechanized shark, and his eyes. Oh his purple eyes! They were tired of serving. He was transformed into a pure monster, thirsty for crimson blood. The goons tried to flee by the window, scared, finally. But it was too late, they would not escape this hut alive.

The night passed, and his appearance returned to a normal, powerless and poor comedian. He destroyed his own house, now the tomb of the goons. "I need the stone, it is the only way to lift my damn curse." He said to himself, hiding in an abandoned alley.

To this day, people, in the night, see, on rooftops, a strange man wearing a purple and black jester costume, and metallic sparkles in his massive mouth. This is where the legend of Iron-Teeth Jester was born. But they did not know who was the true monster of the story. The grandfather acquired the pearly stone, The Iron-Teeth Jester will have his sweet vengeance. The roles are now reversed.