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Acid continued walking. It was starting to snow, changing the mood of the sunny morning. The final colored leaves fell from the trees of Carrottus as Fall turned to Winter, and the snow was begining to lightly glaze the grass.
The machine which could modify time was still missing one powerfull component. A power source. Acid had a small bag of possible power sources tied to his belt. Diamonds from an exposition to Diamondus, a few batteries, his Coffee Maker (that thing was satan!) and so on. However, he knew none of them were powerful enough to controll the machine. No force in this world - this universe - could harness that much energy.
No such force existed, according to myth. But there was something. something thousands of years old. Someone. Acid had heard stories of him. Rumor stated that he died over three thousand years ago. Tales of him were just childrens stories. Acid had heard these stories, and though he did not entirely belive them, he knew such a force - if it existed - could power anything. No single force was a match for the Chaos Mage mentioned in myth.
Acid turned his thoughts away from stories, and back to fact. First, he would see if his Coffee Maker would work.
Not part of story: Guess who the chaos mage is??? *Hint*LookDown*hint*
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GENERATION 22: The first time you see this, copy it into your sig on any forum and add 1 to the generation. Social experiment.
<i>"This picture shows me that the gray bird man is just a bully and picks on smaller birds. Just because he has no friends and takes it out on others smaller than him to look good. I can see in the parrats eyes that it does however have a understanding of the gray bird man and is upset about getting cut."</i> - Speeza on cartoon birds.
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