But prophecy spoke of the man who would someday try to reassemble the mask and rule the...

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In between the years when the oceans drank Atlantis and the rise of the Sons of Aryas, there was an age undreamed of, when shining kingdoms lay spread across the world. Then, came the dark empire of Acheron, where cruel Necromacers sought 'Secrets Of Resurrection'. They crafted a mask from the bones of kings, and awakened it's wrath with the pure blood of their daughters. The mask summoned spirits of unspeakable evil, giving them power that no mortal man should posses. Narrator:
Acheron enslaved the civilized world. Only The Barbarian tribes were left to rise up against them. The mask was shattered and Acheron vanished. Each tribe kept a shard so that no man might attempt to join them back together, and drive the world once again into chaos and ruin. The pieces were scattered across the land and remained hidden for ages. Narrator:
But prophecy spoke of the man who would someday try to reassemble The mask and rule the world. So, came the dawn of Hyborian Age, a time both bleak and brutal. And so came a child, born of battle