Long have philosophers, priests, and princes argued about the nature of power. Divisions such as hard power, soft power, implied power, explicit power, all kinds of divisions, for power was a nebulous thing. Stalin, Churchill, and Roosevelt met in a room, and that room was filled with power.<br/><br/><em>A light switches on, illuminating what is, creating shadows, banishing darkness.</em><br/><br/>Many times the call came. This time, when it came, opportunity also came with it. In many newspapers there was a strange ad. Strange figures, unseen on the face of the world, proclaiming some message that was lost upon the world.<br/><br/>Which was just as well. The intended number of recipients of the message were few. The numbers that could understand it, unexpectedly high.<br/><br/>And soon, a paradisaical island would be home to one of the unquestioned greatest gatherings of power, of all kinds, as the Chosen would walk upon its shores.<br/><br/><em>Upon this fallen world, what shall the onetime masters of Creation write upon history?</em>