Prologue

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I don't think anything could make me leave Lightspeed Rescue.

    Lightspeed Rescue was the only true home I've known my entire life. My best friend, the man who took me in, and my life's work resided inside the Aquabase. A place where I found peace amidst the troubles. A home where I had a family.

    I never wanted to be a hero. I never wanted to be anything more than I am now, because I'm happy with now. I hated to think about the future because the future is like a raging storm. Unpredictable.

I was hoping the day would never come. That those demons would stay locked in the Tomb of Forever and I'd never have to activate those morphers.

But nothing in my life ever went as planned. Everything was thrown into chaos.

I had to have faith though. Faith in Lightspeed, faith in the Rangers, and faith in the weapons I and my father many years ago had helped design.

And it started just like any other day.

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