tale of the Boot

Before him life was not very boot. Then the man came, looking strange and talking in a cryptic fashion... From West to East of the green Erin the legend spread like a Power On Self Test for the one that the whole World would soon call Shivash. No device known or unknown to man could resist him. He would dodge operating systems the way other people play the pipe. Some say he could directly talk to the great Reaktor Kritical(.com).

But pretty soon, booting all PC in Ireland and France turned out to be overwhelming for the Stranger even if he was working late shift after early shift. In a moment of despair, he talked to the great Reaktor who ***ShaZaM*** had the great Motherboard work once again so that it could solve the big dilemma that was bruising Shivash's mind. His doctrine had gathered so many adepts that two pure souls turned in to help the Great Boot in this ordeal. History retained their names as Mathefab and Micheber, generated by the great Motherboard login...

The disciples would mysteriously hum guided by the Great Boot and any device manufactured in the great East would succumb: Boooooot, Boooooot, Boooooot, Boooooot! they would endlessly psalmodiate until a splash screen came up.

"the Boot, it's the foot!" - the disciples & their great master Beaming Shivash

Those blessed days were called "the Boot Genesis", and saw Shivash triumph over the evil cohort of Socket 7s. All over the country one could hear PCs boot like as many anthems to the Reaktor.

But at the end of the remote East was lurking a new menace to the so frail equilibrium... one day came out the Pentium 2...

Account of a Knight of the Boot, rescued from the great Shivash-out-of-boot