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1. Soon after becoming the all-important Roman Emperor, I embarked upon a sex and alcohol binge. I discreetly called it a 'sickness'. Once I was cured, I really got down to business. I executed all of my dearest friends, kicked my wife to the curb, and compelled my father-in-law to kill himself. I was so bad that people were constantly trying to murder me, and eventually someone succeeded. Who am I?
2. I became the emperor of my people while still a teenager. The only problem was that my mother kept meddling in my affairs. So, I did what any self-respecting dictator would do: I arranged her murder. Later, I beat my wife to death, but she really had it coming. If you don't think all of that makes me the baddest, please carefully listen to my next five words: "I fiddled while Rome burned". Enough said. Who am I?
3. If nicknames count for anything, mine should earn me top marks: I was called the Scourge of God. In the beginning, I ruled the Hunnic tribes with my brother Bleda, but he died mysteriously, leaving me with complete authority. I took pleasure in ravaging the Roman Empire whenever I had the chance, and in return, the Romans kept buying peace. People said I was the most inhuman barbarian that had ever lived, and I certainly took that as a compliment! Who am I?
4. I loved blood--the smell, look, and feel of it. And what better way to indulge my passion than to kill as many people as possible? I killed entire families, which included my friends and enemies alike. I also tried to convert all of the Jews in Byzantium to Christianity. The people hated me so much that they let the enemy dice my body up into dozens of pieces. I'd say that makes me pretty darn bad. Who am I?
5. When you think of pillaging, raping Vikings, think of me. I couldn't wait to rule the Danes, so I ran my own father out of his kingdom. Once the old man was gone, I controlled Denmark. That wasn't enough, so I set my sights on England. Almost every year I took a little "English vacation", during which my main activities were burning the land and looting churches. The English were so sick of paying me to leave that they finally accepted me as their king. Who am I?
6. The fact that I became a vicious warlord is nothing to be surprised about. Think about it: I was betrothed when I was nine years old, my father was murdered, and I had to live as a penniless cur for many years. Wouldn't that drive any man mad? Well, it made me pretty mean. I killed my own brother, created the most blood-thirsty army in Mongolian history, and arranged horrific deaths for all of my enemies. Man, those were the days! Who am I?
7. Due to my slightly lame leg, people got the notion that they could mock me. Well, I showed them. While other Asian conquerors enjoyed governing defeated people, I preferred to just rob them blind and leave them in ruin. Pretty nasty, don't you think? Sometimes I would be thoughtful and gift my new subjects with elaborate structures--created out of the skulls of their dead kinfolk. I'm pretty sure this makes me the baddest of all. Who am I?
8. I was so bad that everyone around me thought I was insane. I often forgot who people were--including my wife and even myself. I told everyone that I was made completely out of glass. It was fun to see their expressions! I refused to bathe and became a breeding ground for lice. Best of all, I enjoyed killing people for no reason, and with little recollection afterward. My crowning glory? Allowing a civil war to flourish in France. Who am I?
9. Compared to me, other tyrants look like saints. I really, truly enjoyed killing and torturing people. Many times I killed people by having stakes driven through their bodies. I liked to be creative, and would sometimes arrange their pierced bodies in shocking positions. I also liked death by dismemberment, burning alive, and suffocation. Although I killed capriciously, I demanded complete loyalty, honesty, and chastity from my subjects. Who am I?
10. I was the worst Russian ruler ever. I boiled people alive, froze them to death, and fed them to ravenous beasts. Even my family was not immune. When my daughter-in-law dressed like a tramp, I whipped her so badly that she lost her unborn baby. My son tried to intervene and I ended up killing him too (a mistake, I admit). I died during a chess game, but I suspect I was really poisoned by my friend for trying to rape his sister. Who am I?
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