Rasputin the Mad Monk followed the instructions of his master, Mecha-Hitler, and entered the Zoroaster Pocket Universe to fetch the Staff of Ra. Mecha-Hitler’s most recent plans had been foiled in an epic fight between Space/Time Lincoln and Genghis, Khan of All Werewolves. After the fight, Genghis’s life energy was scattered across the universe, and Hitler turned to Rasputin to finish his ancient nemesis once and for all.

Rasputin’s powerful dark magics billowed around him. Though the mini-ghouls of the Zoroaster Pocket Universe surged around him, crawling over each other in hordes of thousands to claw at his black robes, Rasputin marched steadily beneath the flaming sky until he beheld the Pedestal of Ultimate Destruction. He wrapped his arms around himself, then straightened, eyes blazing, as a mighty explosion of sheer destructive awesomeness blasted out of him.

His hand closed on the hilt of the staff as he opened the dimensional gate back into true space/time. “I’m coming for you, Lincoln,” he said.