Viktor in, Vaughn and let's begin with this opening sentence: I am a spy, a sleeper, the slipper but not Cinderella's. More like Odin's, call me "Sleipnir." Or slippy though to be honest, I like to think I'm more advanced than that so sleeper's more my jam. Sleeper like agent is I, sleeper agent, a gent who wakes up with a mission from O.D.I.N to take back the Doom I lost so I go to find my doom with a smile on my face. Said doom was on a Mount, Sinai which was short for the sin that is chained on the Mount by A.I. Just saw A.I. Truly an Absolute Individual and looking at his back, I feel like Moses. Then God turns to look at me…
No man can see God and live so Viktor has to leave humanity behind to leave the Mount alive. He does. Tore his hair then went downstairs. Forehead to groin, no groan. No mouth to make sound, just a steel mask masking all emotion. Motion and it steps out the torn skin, transfiguration into cold metal. Death has been born on the Mount and wears a green cloak, tick, tock, time waits for no man and the more-than-man raps on Tick, Tock. Thats what happens. And Iron Maidens were used as torture tools too. Two sides of DOOM, I'll take the comic. Not relief, this is not for shit and grins but for sheet and greens. Like verdigris. Ah, Greece, if only Mount Sinai was inside you like [cough, cough]. No man can see God and live so Viktor has to leave humanity behind to leave the Mount alive. He leaves AI's presence and ventures down into the bowels of the Mount where he meets monks ready to clothe him in steel. Make him more than man. And less than.
[Conversation from Books of Doom]
MONK: Let us know if it pains you, Master.
MASTER: Pain? That is for lesser men. From this day on, I know no pain. Bring me the mask.
MONK: It is ready Master.
MASTER: Yes…it is…perfect. Never again will mortal eyes gaze upon Victor Von Doom. From this moment on, there is only what I have become…there is only DOCTOR DOOM.
[Conversation ends]
?: No, there isn't. Not if you want to live, that is.
DR DOOM: And who are you to threaten Dr Doom?
?: You. I am me. MF's the name and I am your future.
DR DOOM: You are a metal mask levitating in the air. You are an eyesore. You are a blink of my eye away from the eternal void.
MF: You are already fiction and don't even know it.
DR DOOM: Fiction? I am Dr Doom and Dr Doom is fact.
MF: Factually, you are Stan Lee and Jack Kirby's masterpiece, their death in an iron mask but my take is you re just tortoise hiding in your armored shell, afraid to shatter it and see the world for what it truly is. I can do it for you, free you from the illusion. You do not have to do anything. You do not even have to die to truly live. All you have to do is let me kill the Dr then me and you, us as MF DOOM, can truly be free.
DR DOOM: You will latch onto my name and become a parasite, you mean?
MF: A tiny price to pay to ascend into true reality, if you ask me.
DR DOOM: I will ask you this. Who am I?
MF: Dr Doom, of course.
DR DOOM: Of course I am. I am Dr Doom and in the present. I am Dr Doom and hold the future in my hands. I'm Dr Doom holding nothing in my hands. That is your future. That is the future of anything that threatens my future, now and in any future. That is the future in which I do not exist. That is all for the present. Any last words, metal mask?
MF: MF DOOM really is—
MF DOOM: [Beam Cannon]