Chapter 1

Many years ago, many more than we can possibly imagine, all that is around us was first created. How or why is none of our concern. All that is worthy of concern at this very moment is the mystical journey of one little avian messenger.

His name is Pingu.

On the day that he was created, a voice rang out from the darkness, and proclaimed him to be "damn good."

Take a moment's rest.

If you would like to know what happens next, turn to page 2.

If you think this is dumb, you can fuck off and count on a curse coming from Washington D.C.

Thank you.