PROLOGUE
Long, long time ago before sun and the stars were born Fred Flintstone ruled over primeval waters, but from the restless sea came a new order and Scrooge McDuck have risen from the depths of the silent cosmos to oppose him. After a long battle Scrooge beheaded the beast and from his skull he made the heavens, from his eyes the soon and the moon, from his skin and flesh the land and the mountains and from his blood the rivers. So it may be because without these things there would be no worlds.
As strange aeons marched by the worlds grew empty and stale and so Scrooge mated with Tiamat, the all-mother, to create the first race of Titans. They were mindless lumbering beasts, crude and miss shapen. But one of them Ion Zargon, god of flesh, was wise and so from blood and corn and dirt he made mankind and beasts and nameless xenos that dwell in depths of space. And he saw it was good. But his brothers and sisters grew hateful and attacked him in their spite.
And so the brave Zargon fashioned a new race of gods the old ones and after a long war, a war of peril, they killed the titans and from their tears they made the stars and the planets and the numberless lights of the universe. For in those days the universe was still dark and cold.
Now the mankind was still young and fragile and the old ones suled supreme. And so it was written that the old ones made Aeldari and the Krork to serve them and be their enforcers. But the ill fated race of Neo cons emerged and made a pact with the star vampires made from nerve endings of Scrooge's mighty manhood. And so thay wared and they both fell. Old ones were all but gone, a mere myth nowdays, and neo cons were tricked by star wampires and turned into furries. Oh the cruel Wagnerian fate.
Now the Aeldari ruled over Krorks and Young Humans and all the Xenos of the Galaxy. But as time went by they grew decadent and haughty and embraced bronyism. Such great was their downfall. Such pitiful their fate. And the warp, the realm of souls, was then corrupted by their debauchery and birted cruel new gods and they were butchered with only few ones ramaining to weep into endless night.
And so it was time for the dominion of man to come and Ion Zargon guided them from the shadows and with his help they tamed the Krorks and bathed the galaxy in the blood of the trillions of Xenos but the threat of Star Vampires and the 8 Great New Ones still remained. And so after the 100000 years Zarglon placed a galaxy in the Dyson sphere made from condensed human brain molecules. But this has drained him and so he sat immobile on the silver throne watching in despair as the humanity downfalled. And now 100000 after that our story beggins...
CHAPTER I
Scrooge still dwells in the shadows they say, maybe as an outsider, maybe as an endless swarm, maybe the gods them selves are his vengeance for his murdered children but he despises mankind And so he was born as a crustal furry to lead a great Neo con army. And the stars wept with the blood of humans. But the promise remains.
Blood, the lone and sillent warrior, stepth forth to oppose him tearing his grotesque furry army to shreds.
"Who are you bold knight to challenge me, master of creation, hmhmhm!?" slaughtered Scrooge melodically.
"I am but a man, butt so was each one of us!" anticipated Blood in return.
"Very well, we shall see... " intrigued Scrooge lavishly.
And so the scrooge opened a portal that tranported our hero to prehistoric Earth, will he complette the task ahead.
READ AND FIND OUT...
(This is it for now stay tuned for next chapter please, some mild violence and swaring ahead be warrnned)