Ten minutes after the great brick smackdown above Toll Booth #40, a red commuter Star-Train pulled up to the central curb of the Giant Moon-Roundabout outside World 26.
The train doors slid open with a cheerful chime, and General Tie Zhan and Old Wei stepped out onto the asphalt, dragging the dazed, flat-headed Blood-Moon Monarch between them by his torn scarlet elbows.
For three thousand years, whenever the Three Star-Lords of the Broken Star Belt had met in one place, it had been atop a mountain of skulls, surrounded by ten thousand trembling generals and rivers of blood-wine.
Today, all three of the supreme rulers of the sector were finally reunited again.
Only this time, they were standing on the gravel shoulder of Exit Ramp #5 next to Old Guo’s Drive-Thru Roast Goose Window!
On the left stood the First Star-Lord, Crag-Devourer, twenty feet tall, wearing his extra-large bright yellow Debtor vest and holding his shiny new Gold-Plated Traffic Baton.
On the right stood the Second Star-Lord, Phantom-Blade Ghost King, glowing bright neon green from head to toe, wearing his yellow Debtor vest with a duct-taped Gravity Collar around his neck and leaning on his Gold-Plated Paint Roller.
And in the middle sat the Third and strongest Star-Lord, the Blood-Moon Monarch, slumped on an upturned plastic milk crate with his snow-white hair sticking up like a broom, two missing front fangs, and the words [ PUBLIC PROPERTY RESPECT ] stamped backward in deep crimson block letters across his forehead!
