"I am the sole Avatar of Bathala, the one true God! Not Messiah, sadly! I am merely just a humble Avatar who does what he tells me to do! Yes, yes! Sorry, dear children! I know! Could've been more amazing! I know right? No! Merely just a Wizard with magical bubbles and what-nots!" said Prometheus.

"Yep... This... This is the story... of the guy I used to answer to... And I gotta say, his name's Beatle. The true St. King..."

Now...

Mars faces Beatle and Death Leopard.

Black Sabbath lands next to them. "Is that... Mars!?"

"Mars! Hello!" smiled Beatle. "Funny seeing you here after a long while! Haha!"

Mars just stares at them, and speaks with a very deep voice. "Greetings, Crusaders."

Death Leopard sighs. "What the fuck are you here for, Mars?"

"You have offended the great Morningstar," said Mars.

"I've been offending her since we broke up. By the way, ever tried Milku? Really good for runners, skaters, sportsman who abuse their feet. I could smell you from way out here," said Beatle.

"Riveting," Mars charges as Beatle blocks his blade.

"You actually thought you can-!!!"

"Beatle. Duck," said Death Leopard.

Beatle dodges Mars' blade but gets stabbed in the neck.

"Fuckin' classic," said Death Leopard as Beatle falls to his knees, trying to regenerate.

Mars charges toward Death Leopard who shoots a syringe into his chest.

"Horse Tranquilizer," said Death Leopard, as Mars attacks him and Black Sabbath, but he easily cuts them down, slashing their skins open.

Beatle regenerates and tackles Mars as he prepares to shoot him in the face.

"STAND DOWN, MARS!!!"

"No..." Mars stabs Beatle over and over, each stab faster than the last as Beatle beats him down.

"RAAAAAAAAAAAUGH!!!" Beatle vomits so much blood only for Sabbath to stab Mars with her wings. But, Mars stabs both her wings and kicks her away.

Death Leopard stands up and tackles Mars but Mars dodges and stabs him in the chest.

Death Leopard regenerates, but Mars scoffs and skates around them at light speed.

Mars sneers as he beats them all down, hammering them to the ground.

He knocks down Black Sabbath.

He shatters Death Leopard's legs.

Finally, he snaps Beatle's spine.

Mars sneers as his cape flows behind his back. "Weaklings."

Suddenly, a female blue Speedster meets with Mars.

"Diana. Is the Splooge delivery ready?" asked Mars.

"The Splooge delivery is... suitable... for extraction," said Diana.

"Excellent. All hail Morningstar," said Mars, as the duo zoom away.

Mars and Diana run away only for a strange blitz of light crashes before them like a shooting star.

A person who looks like Beatle. But instead of a trench coat, he has a gray jacket and a purple goggles. He has an ankh on his chest and purple pants. "Hey! Hello, there! Um... Hey! Heheh! Uh... How's it goin'?"

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Mars squints his eyes. "Impossible. The colonizer has approached this world."

"Whoa... Uh... Do I know you?" asked the person.

"Not anymore..." Mars charges and slits the man's throat, as he falls to his knees, but he regenerates and begins laughing. "How are you alive!?" asked Mars.

"Well, Hocus Pocus, motherfucker..." The man sneers. "You dumbass wippersnappers... AND YER FUCKIN' ANGEL'S BLOOD!!! BUBBLE... RUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUSH!!!" The person activates a different power source, activating bubbles around his body and turning two bubbles into gauntlets before hammering his fists at Mars.

Mars, however, dodges all of the punches as Diana kicks the Bubble man away causing him to skip away like a rock.

He turns to them, and they're gone.

A blaster is pointed at the man's head and the man groans.

"Fuckin'..." the man turns to Billy, who prepares to take the kill. "Ugh... It's the LOCALS..."

"Who are you!?" asked Billy. "And what do you want with Mr. Beatle!?"

"Oh... I'm on THIS Earth... 'Beatle...' I fuckin' hate that guy..." The man stands up. "I am Prometheus... Hocus POCUS MotherFUCKER!!!" he smiled, saying his catchphrase.

Billy is dumbfounded. "What do you-?"

The man takes off his mask, revealing a heavily scarred variant of Beatle.

"Oh my God..." said Billy...

Hello! I am Miguel Ibarra. I am AN ALTER... Of Miguel Azral! I WENT TO HIS WORLD AND WAS LIKE, Yeah... I'm your alter! And... I am GOD!!! Also that he's the Prince of Aswangs and Diwata and told him that he was destined to save the world from "Great Evil" and ALL THAT JUNK!!! In truth? I am a Multiversal Warlord fighting my version of AURORA... MORNINGSTAAAAR!!!

I was later revealed to have manufactured the events of the series up until the beginning of the Alters Saga. Remember that? In BotA? YES!!! THAT IS RIGHT!!! Book's a... SURPRISE SEQUEL TO THAT ONE!!! BAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!

Around forty years ago, I was originally an alter of Miguel Ibarra. Just one of many of the Miguel Ibarras out there. You see, Miguels are actually quite rare. Only a few are ever seen or even born in each set of worlds. This makes the Miguel more powerful because of his rarity and uniqueness.

Now, this Miguel was SPECIAL and specially special! Yeees!!! Since he was placed in a high table among other Miguels. He was hired as the Avatar of God. This is not a role equivalent to a Messiah. He acts as a representative of God, along with the other super beings out there. Each are very powerful because of their rarity, but some act as the literal cream of the crop. These individuals are known as the Avatars. However, some Avatars fail, and their worlds are destroyed as punishment.

Prometheus, ME... was chosen as the next Avatar. He was chosen because he was a genius writer, though, he only ever wrote fanfiction. But the events he chronicled were so exact to reality that he could be revered as a Prophet. But as an Avatar, he soon failed.

Because... I took advantage of my status and claimed I was the Messiah or the Second Coming of Jesus, which was a massive insult to Heaven. I... wasn't the TRUE Second Messiah... That... was Beatle... I became a powerful magician and hosted talk shows and wrote books about ,u outlandish misadventures in space-time, even explaining secrets of the Multiverse that should not be. I, Prometheus, did much. I elongated people's lifespans. I cured cancer. I solved the Riemann's Hypothesis. I solved several of the world's problems such as global warming, rivaling ideologies, and war.

Thus, my punishment was that Aurora, one of the True Devil's daughters, would conquer my world and enslave my people for forty years.

You see, I was seen as a fraud by his own family. Especially by his own father who shunned me, even calling an invader to help talk some sense into me, unknowing that this invader, MABUS, was meant to kill me. St. Miguel Ibarra would then lose his world as it became a territory of slaves of Aurora. St. Miguel Ibarra was then humiliated. The way to remove an Avatar of their status is to kill them. You see, an Avatar is unkillable since they resurrect each time they are killed. Thus came his first death by crucifixion on an ankh to represent his transformation into a Prometheus.

And thus, Prometheus came to be. I was lunged into a random world where a Reaper would be born. But instead of raising the Reaper to kill the Prince, I raised him to conquer worlds and advance their technology to the point where the world was unstoppable, eventually finding and battling Aurora over his lost dimension. But at the fortieth year, I saw all the deaths that came because of my arrogance and decided that it was time to fulfill my function and kill Aswangs: Dreadful and heartless beasts. However, Aurora wanted Prometheus to kill a Hybrid, which are Aswangs with Souls. This was deemed illegal in the laws of the Omniverse. But Aurora bargained my universe which I had lost.

So, I used the old made-up story from his old fanfiction book:

The Aswang Prince.

All MABUSes, after all, end up using this to raise their Hybrid Cattle. But, Prometheus had recently broken the deal and didn't give Miguel to Aurora, causing Aurora to take the Reaper in hostage.

Aurora did many things. She forced herself upon me in exchange for the salvation of the three worlds, which are the worlds of the entire group while also maintaining his world from destruction, though, sadly selling it to Aurora through his "payment". This was the whole reason why I grew older to be a bitter old wizard. I only... wanted... to be... him...

It would later be revealed that Dracula manufactured my life from the beginning, triggering his father from making MABUS kill the younger Prometheus and jumpstarting his timeline using Dracula's future vision. In other words, none of the events in the series would've happened without Dracula's intervention. He triggered the events by making it look like his grandfather died from cancer, but in reality, Dracula ate his grandfather and changed everyone's memories.

All this... because Dracula wanted to prevent the creation... of another Beatle...

And... he won... And... Here I am...

Prometheus stares at Billy. "Yo. Got somethin' on your shirt." He then flicks Beatle's nose. "Heh. Dumbass."