Beneath the sky of birds,
in the land of Eagleland, in
the city of Onett, he waits.
Awaiting for his time.

Through the snow of Winters, through
the sun of Summers, he pushes on forwards,
trudging through the sand, the snow. Awaiting for
his time.

His name is a mystery, his friends are an enigma,
the girl with the bow, the boy with the glasses,
the other boy with the karate gi. The leader, guiding
them through thick and thin. Awaiting for his time.

Then it is told. The monster of dimensions, that
attacked, along with a cohort, a large, angry, perhaps
manipulated kid... waiting for his time.

And then the heroes clash! Fighting for all humanity.
For they do fight, for they do not run... even when
all seems lost... forsaken... they are not. Time is
awaiting for him.

Then the battle ends... and time is done