Prologue: It's a good life

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The air is cold and the state of the world has the breath of autumn in it with the tree's and infancy seeming to be long gone

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The air is cold and the state of the world has the breath of autumn in it with the tree's and infancy seeming to be long gone. The world that mirrors our own gives way to the view of a dark-skinned young man.

The home that resembles an old home with a man who is an ebony skin body builder type of physique that is hidden under his clothes. He wears a basic shirt with him having a round neck T shirt with a blue back ground and a cherry red harvest moon with the writing " soporatus".  His pants are light blue and has dark blue and red and shoes and is slouching while in a contemplative position sitting on a burgundy couch. He thinks to himself in a well lit and put together cabin. The cabin is filled with a few years worth of books and foreign forms of mysticism and pictures of days gone past. With pictures of a caramel complexion with him going from around late 1960's to him being an elderly man. A few of his other pictures have his old friends with his plaque of his degree in a range professions. Then we see a small ton of books and pictures of his wife and daughter.

?????: CHRIS, I GOT IT!

The brown goliath sitting within the room stands up to look at the elderly black man who's dressed in aged clothing walking into the room. With the look of a man who is an elderly outdoorsman with his frame seeming to hang together with his suspenders. The elderly black man then walks through the door with a bottle saying " This should be what you need".

Chris then walks to him and say's with his somewhat elderly but young and viscous voice " Thank yu mister Rophe" the older man gives him the bottle and says " It's okay son" and he retracted his hand saying "Did you do your prayers and use the incense and remember to meditate before you slept". Then he sighs saying "Yep, yep and I believe I did the last one". The elder then stares at him somewhat not convinced of his response. Chris then sighs and says "may I get the potion Mr Ozy the elder" then say's " Now listen son" then he sighs saying " Yes Mr Rophe". Then Rophe say's " I'm not here to get on yu tail su'n but  yu got's to understand the dangers that you can do without these precautions". Then he says "Yes sir you can trust me".

Rophe: I know, I know, a Henryson's promise is law.

Then the elderly man gives him his medicine. He then puts his hand on his shoulder saying " See you later my boy, stay safe out there". Chris then nods his head says his goodbyes and then leaves the house he walks from the house rubbing his head and within his head, he says "Time to move". He then flies away and listens and takes in the environment the air is moist and the light from the sky is dim. Chris flies on as he sees the many hills and plants and wet ground. The sun with its strengthening dominance over the land starts to warm him up.

The wind is as calm as his mind while he moves through the skies and lets the wind flow through his hair while he is flying high with the clouds. The young "man" then blinks and sees that he's in a burning room and beaten and is on the ground. A triumphant man covered in a white Polk dot one-piece suit that covers his face except for his blue eyes which contrast the primary colored spots on his suit. A liquid-like substance evaporates from his suit with his multi-colored dot with visible blue eyes. The man is standing authoritatively over the man with a broken smiley mask and tank top and pants. The masked vigilante saying " NOW' behold, I am...THE MASK LORD and the inferno shall be your doom".

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