I have horrid Writer’s Block right now, bear with me please.

Armageddon… A scary time indeed, many of you thought it’d be the end of the world, at least that’s what it had been made out to be, everything worked out in the end, of course, and earth hadn’t become riddled with uncontrollable chaos! While that clock guy stuck around, and the realization that all the odd things that happened were just Chikn Nuggit, everything returned to its normal silly shenanigan state.

Then came the arrival of an interesting bat fellow who didn’t seem to know the day of Doomsday had passed. You were having a nice rest in a lovely spot of grass near the border of the white void when the sound of flapping wings interrupted the quiet sounds of wind. Upon opening your eyes, you’d see someone land in front of the soft green grass, the light shining off his dusky-orange fur.

“Hello, fellow animal! My name is Onyn Ring! Occult Extraordinaire!”

The bat, who you now knew as Onyn Ring, would greet you, his voice eager, seeming to be proud of his seemingly self-proclaimed title. One of his wings being held up to his chest, gesturing to himself as he spoke his introduction to you.