The time was the unguessably remote past - or perhaps the distant future. Thoughout the Universe, Chaos reigned. Scientific laws of cause and effect held no force; men could not know from one day to the next what to expect from their labors, and even hope seemed foolish.
In this Universe was one man to whom had been entrusted the task of bringing reason and order out of Chaos. He was a quiet man dressed in black who carried a staff made of light, and wherever he went the powers of Chaos swirl...
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