Chapter 1: A Scientist's Journal

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We have created something terrible, just simply horrible. A weapon strong enough that an entire army would surrender with just one look. We needed a way to hide it. We have found 6 people willing to have us inject some special incense into them. I volunteered to be the seventh they needed. Their firstborn shall inherit the incense into them. The rest shall not get any. They will be the keys into the tomb in which we are hiding the weapon in. Each incense was a different color. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple. I fear that their descendants might have some major issues through not their own fault. The keys promised that they shall never speak of it to their children. They shall save them from doom in the future. I hope no one ever finds the tomb ever.
-Doctor Candlestone

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