After your ex had left you for another woman, a sense of loneliness and sorrow washed over you. You drowned yourself in movies, food, and introversion. Once you had run out of movies to watch, you decided to search for more in your attic, and instead of a movie, you came across a large book with symbols etched into the front. Opening the book, you read out the neatly inked words. Flames engulfed a circle in the middle of your attic. And a red, tall, and muscular thing stepped out.