Grenademan is in the void, blank between worlds.
Narrator: (Off State) Between the worlds came a champion. Jarvi didn’t know it yet, but he was enlisted in a powerful proxy contest between two great powers, Order and Chaos, gaming against each other from world to world and age to age.
Order: Frank Noble, you have agreed to be my champion.
Grenademan: I DO NOT KNOW WHO THIS FRANK IS OF WHOM YOU SPEAK.
Order: I can literally read your mind, your ‘secret identity’ is meaningless to me. I have a destination for you.
Grenademan: WHERE ARE THE FORCES OF EVIL THAT I MIGHT SMITE THEM.
Order: Forces of Chaos in this case are indeed quite evil by your standards. Your mission is to protect the humans known as the Band of the Orc’s heads; peers in their own game group who have wagered life and death with each other in the old way. My brother and I approve.
Grenadman: I SHALL STOP THE FORCES OF EVIL FROM SMITING THESE MIGHTY HEROES.
Order: See that you do…(voice fades) See that you do.
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