Prologue: Inferno Rising
“Daughters and sons of darkness…...... Children of the night…….. Satan, and his many chosen……. The Queen of Darkness, gathering demons; to stalk man, beneath moon’s light…… Strange, these tales don’t you agree; Doctor?”
Stephen Vincent Strange, shifted his hands before him; signs of his attuned focus to cause the one known as Voodoo, to grab tight his old of the EYE OF AGAMOTTO.
“….. Never, once; shall demons wander the night….. Rest your spirit, or face retribution of: supreme smite…..”
“… For now, Strange as Sorcerer Supreme; you do reign….. But, of control over the darkness; you shall not attain…..”
The Sorcerer Supreme quickly awoke from the perils of this most recent; of his many precognitive dreams. Visions of a rising Inferno, breaching forth; from Hades’ deep.
“…... The lost tome of beholden darkness….. It has been found once again….. In the clutches of a queen, its evils to fester….. Her father to rise yet again….. This Inferno, it must not be allowed, to come- pass…... There shall now be many a hero; supernatural and chaos- cast…..”
