Always wary of another’s promise to stay true, I certainly didn’t have the best in my expectations for the ‘Savior’ of old lore to rescue us. Ultimately the way I have decided has filled an almost permanent gap in the Kingdom and our defences. Where as the loss of myself may very well have led to destruction and Armageddon in the Promised Land of our Forefathers. Oh, the forefathers and company alike constantly in search of others who have the right thing for now and the moment of Proof and Re-proof. Seven beams if light that radiate gloriously from my mind of Soul and cast all fears doubts and shortcomings straight into the forging kiln of The Final Judgment only to produce an insatiable likeness to embody the Eternal Grace of His Magnificent Image. The Carbon Kid wearing the very tool that will dislodge his enemies from their ill-gotten and desperately ordained posterity. Now His Majesty would be perfect by the Round Table of the Secret and their permanent place in His field of control .