“Hello Ickabode, Are you ready to take your bandages off and see what your new face looks like? Dr. Kassandra asks. Ickabode nods his head up and down, he’s too anxious to speak and just can’t wait to feel his face again. As the doctor starts to cut away the bandages and roll them off of his face, Ickabode starts to feel the cool air on his cheeks and forehead. Khonsu and Akasha are watching the procedure very carefully from the room above. As the last strip is taken off, he lets out a huge sigh of relief, covers his face with his hands to feel his new skin, and adjusts to the new feelings and sensations that are rushing from his skin to his brain.
He then screams out with joy “I’m not a mummy anymore, the curse has been broken!”
“There’s more truth to that then you know” Akasha says from the other room, through the intercom. “Many people carry generational curses, they just don’t know it. Someone’s personal struggles could be obstacles that were intentionally put in their way.” As she leaves the room above and walks down to Ickabode she sees his face up close and lets out a slight gasp. “Wow, I thought my sister would’ve done a hack job on you, but, she did a damn good job!”
“G G Generational curse? Sister? What in the world is going on here? You mean to tell me that you two are sisters? Ickabode with a surprised and nervous timbre to his voice. “Can somebody please explain to me what is going on? 
Where am I? What happened to me, and what do I look like? Can someone please get me a mirror? Khonsu then enters the room and says, “Everything that you need to know, and all that you want to see, is in the magic of this. “He then hands him a very thin and wide book that has a mirrored front & back cover and says, “Gaze at yourself on one of the covers then open it and read what is says on the inside.”
Ickabode looks at the front cover, which had no text or markings whatsoever, just a very shiny and polished reflection of his new face. “Ok, ok, I can live with that.” He smiles contently. He then opens the book and starts to read the preface that is on the first page.
“Mystical Conglomerate of the Hermetic Empire” traces back its origins to the sacred zenith of the 8th century, amidst the enigmatic landscapes of ancient Persia. Here, a coterie of prophetic scholars sought refuge from the tumultuous outside world. United by their pursuit of mystical knowledge, they deciphered cryptic scriptures, forging the hermetic principles that would form the bedrock of their secret society. Delving deep into astrology, alchemy, and theology, they unravelled cosmic truths unheard of, thus birthing an empire sequestered away from prying eyes. This mesmeric conglomerate, powerful yet unseen, pioneered transmutations of spiritual and physical realms and laid the foundations for a hermetic legacy that remains shrouded in mystery and intrigue to this day.”
