"Underground America" is a place some of the rebels and cross-breeds like to hang out. It is a subsection of what eventually evolved out of the black web... you see... What was once called the internet became regulated censored and manipulated by the army of the dukes of new world center to the point where it became know amongs free men as "the machine" - the Black Web is the term the machine gives to the free web... it was created shortly after the internet and relies primarily on short range densely packed radio waves pointed and directed from place to place such that:

A> The Machine, and the "Mass Self Discipline" or "National Guard" which free men call Red Birds cannot tell where they are unless they are standing in the hair thin line which connects terminal with terminal. When they find those (which they usually dont because in such rare cases as they are looking for them and get near them the rebels turn of the one they are approaching as they have access to all the same survalence satalites used by the Machine) they are able to find both terminals, which are usually no where near any rebel and do not indicate the other terminals they are connected to. So in the vast web of illegal terminals, they can only ever find 2 at a time, and when they do it makes no difference because the web of them is so huge.

B> There are no rules whatsoever on the Black Web. In the Machine the paradise is fluid, desceptive, translike, and expensive and nothing is left to protest it's total control of the the neural net of the prolonged user... it is like the borg cube... it is hell to the free man and heaven to the drone. Very rarely will the drone want to be freed from it, and the freed one will never want to be linked to it. However, for those with balls, there are ways to be in it, though, without too much risk of becoming a part of it. Deep seated disquizes, invisibility, and insulation such that the rebels (free men - in modern times rebels reffer to the rebels who live underground and have become freed from the empire of new world center)

This means that every decayed perversion and decadence you can possibly imagine exists on the Black Web - and in the Machine from the rebel's point of view. However... there are entire worlds within the Black Web, and room for much, much more. These Worlds, like the Ancient Land, have some structure, leaders who, rather than being served by the people, serve the people and strive to make the worlds better, and allow them to evolve as their citizens evolve.

Charles moves in and out of all worlds, and even frequents the machine inside of a black egg, an insulartor, moving invisibly in and out of the the worlds of the drones. He is curious, and he is an artist - and so he absorbs what he sees, he processes it and pieces it together, and reconstructs it in a world of his own, a museum of his own which, after he dies, will continue as a relic of this Saint, this Prophet, this Artist - its true image will be maintained in the physcial world as a part of standard Universal education even beyond the next BIG CRUNCH.

He is also, these days, a noble in one of the worlds of the Black Web. There he takes the form of a face like a young George Gordon, but with grey skin and green eyes. Occasionally he takes on the role of the Lincoln in this world, called Underground America.