The Kingpin was finally brought down, leaving a massive hole in New York’s seedy underbelly. Gangsters, two-bit criminals and even super-powered villains see their opportunity to step out from behind his shadow. This has turned New York into a warzone dragged into open conflict between all those who want to be the new king.
There’s a bar that exists in Oblivion called the Oblivion Bar. It can only be accessed by the most adept sorcerers. And drinkers. But Oblivion has another name: The Winding Way; a conduit between dimensions. It is an immense source of magical power. And it is overflowing.
All along the Watchtower a Martian watches over us, his eyes to the stars. And should the inhabitants of these far-flung galaxies grow restless, S.W.O.R.D. strikes. As Earth’s first line of defense against intergalactic terrorism, it’s their job to get their hands dirty to keep everyone else clean.