Prologue
A short hooded figure walked into a dimly lit garden. A minion ran over to him.
"Hooded One!" he called.
"Give me the status on the gateway."
"It's complete, but it needs a power source," he explained. The Hooded One nodded, holding his chin in thought. "Sir?"
"Are you able to set up a meeting for me?" The minion nodded. "Then send invites to everyone on this list," he handed a folded piece of paper to his subordinate, "and tell them to arrive as soon as they can." Again, the minion nodded, heading off to do his given task. The Hooded One started chortling to himself in delight.
Soon, he thought. Soon I will be able to achieve my goal! He looked up through the glass ceiling wistfully. I hope you can see this, Mother.