Andy Warhol's Belt of Pop Occultism
Discovered in a box with the other belts of legend, this is perhaps the most volatile. It harnesses the power of Leeroy Jenkins and his heroic last stand. In fact, to invoke its terrible power, you must yell his name at the top of your lungs as gloriously as you can.
After the now infamous raid, documented [here], Leeroy and his brave companions lay dead. The monsters which they strove to defeat were still at large and would slay all who attempted to recover their remains. Years passed, and eventually, some things that should have not been forgotten were lost. History became legend; legend became myth. And for two and a half thousand years, the mythical belt of Leeroy passed out of all knowledge. Until, when chance came, the belt ensnared another bearer. The ring came to the creature Mollum, who took it deep into the tunnels under the Foggy Mountains, and there it consumed him. The belt gave to Mollum unnatural long life. For five hundred years it poisoned his mind; and in the gloom of Mollum's cave, it waited. Darkness crept back into the forests of the world. Rumor grew of a shadow in Wean, whispers of a nameless fear, and the Belt of Leeroy perceived. Its time had now come. It abandoned Mollum. But then something happened that the Belt did not intend. It was picked up by the most unlikely creature imaginable. A CS student, Shilbo Saggins, of the Bire. For the time will soon come when CS students will actually go outside...*
But that day has not, to my knowledge, yet come to pass. What did transpire was that the belt sought out the other two and was mailed to a central location where it was sealed in that box.
.*Any resemblance to epic stories are completely coincidental. .**Herzlboozy