“I’ve been everywhere.

My ma raised me, when my dad had left out of sight,
in the house of my aunt and uncle. Thanks to them I was raised right.
They made sure I was well-mannered, and to treat all living things fair.
I went to school, I worked the ranch, and I helped my ma and aunt cook and clean.
I saw how hard they had to work in the fields, and in this little saloon.
So, I left at sixteen and joined the Military.

I’ve been everywhere.

I was guiding the mail through a dusty New Mexican road,
when along came some natives wanting to steal the wagon’s valuables.
I saved the postal wagon, but the Navajo took me as their prize.
They found out soon that a Buffalo Soldier was nothin’ in The Army’s eyes.
Eventually another group of natives teamed up with the Army.
They happened upon, by accident, little ol’ me.

I’ve been everywhere.

Some U.S. Calvary soldier found that I had learned to speak Navajo.
He hated to admit that someone with my skin-tone would be a valued asset.
When he took me to his commanding officer, who was much more ecstatic to learn,
he sent me up to Washington D.C., where I got to meet President Cleveland.
He assigned me to an arm of the U.S. Government that works with the Smithsonian to find American artifacts.
I agreed to help them, since they needed to communicate often with Natives.

I’ve been everywhere.

Bit off a bit more than I could chew, when I found an Ancient Mayan site in Georgia.
I found the Seven Angels of the Apocalypse, they had guarded an ancient tablet.
They warned me not to touch it, but of course I did. I died rather quickly.
Death was there, so, he was going to put me to rest, but his friend Dave stopped him.
He was accompanied by my Aunt, who said she never wanted me involved in the family business.
When she married my uncle, a non-Mayan she hoped our line of Vanguards would end.

I’ve been everywhere.

Her family has had one Vanguard per generation.
Usually when you marry outside of your particular group it stops.
She’s Incan and Mayan, but she married my Uncle, a black man hoping it’d stop.
But, thanks to her and Dave, Death stayed his hand and didn’t kill me,
Instead, I became a Vanguard, trained by my Aunt and two Reapers; which are the oldest of the Angels. My Vanguard’s job is to keep order between Heaven, Hell, and Earth.
I’ve had many missions, and I’m one of the best.

I’ve been everywhere.

In The Vanguard Camp of Shehaqim, which is in the Heavenly plane,
I would go on month-long missions here on Earth, and I’d go back to Shehaqim for a month.
During my time on Earth, I’d age, but when I’d go back I’d reverse in age.
My Auntie here has lived three-hundred years. But, she’s retired now, and she’s now fifty-three years old.
So, if she went back, she’d just have to stay there thirty-two years, and she’d be twenty-one again.
Yet, I’ve been on a year-long mission, to find this Golem that Death was looking for. And, I just so happened to bump into Aru.

I’ve been everywhere.”

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