The Story

It all started deep in a desert valley, where a family of shamans guarded an ancient secret: beans so magical they could awaken the mind and spirit. The elders feared the outside world could not handle such enlightenment, so they kept the beans hidden. But one shaman believed this gift was too special to keep secret. So, one fateful day, he gathered a pouch of beans and set out on a journey to share them with the world. Hearing of this grave sin, the elders banished him from the desert.

In exile, he founded the Church of Caffeine, a place for all to experience what he called Coffee. As word spread his following grew, but with that came a terrible villain: Mo Skeetow, a monstrous mosquito with an endless thirst for caffeine. The Exiled Shaman learned of Mo Skeetow's masterplan to infiltrate the desert valley and suck out all the caffeine from their beans. The Exiled Shaman and his disciples knew they had to go back and warn the elders, and save their coffee.

Upon his return he found them all half asleep and knew it was too late - Mo Skeetow had already decaffeinated the beans. But in a twist of fate, The Exiled Shaman remembered his pouch of beans, the last remaining caffeinated beans in existence. Knowing Mo Skeetow would soon return for them, he quickly drank a cup of decaffeinated coffee and waited. Soon enough Mo Skeetow arrived and began sucking his blood. The decaf took hold and Mo Skeetow lost his energy. The Exiled Shaman with his last ounce of energy squished him to death, and planted the remaining coffee beans - saving the future of coffee for generations to come.

Not all heroes wear capes, but this one does. (It's a robe, but close enough.)