MASTEMA. prologue

You know, Mastema was once human too
Born with hopes and dreams
Like all who come into existence
And like most, his were ignored by a world
Entrapped in constant strife and apathy
His spirit deprived of a love uncorrupted by power and lust

And so he sought to escape through immolation of his organic form
At that, but not his soul, no, his soul remained
And all to search for some perfect Love, too
By the time our people rose to power
He had ventured long past the known frontiers

Still, he is said to roam the cosmic planes
Rolling like the thunderstorm that bred him
His very presence enough to disturb the motion of gravity

I hear the Kings of Centauri
Had been studying Mastema's evolution from afar
Since his last advent
They claimed that Mastema's final breach to occur on Earth
It would be certain Armageddon, if true

Though the presages remain unfulfilled
There are those that know his final words

"I'll never leave, I'll never leave, and I'll never lead you astray"
"I'm sorry, you know I'd never lead you astray"