So the Heap’s kid “partner,” Rickie Wood, is written out of the Heap’s continuing adventures, and in come the Roman deities Ceres and Mars, dueling each other via this Golden Age muck-encrusted mockery of a man. That only lasted for a handful of stories, long enough to establish that it was Ceres who was initially responsible for the fallen pilot Baron von Emmelman to rise up again from the swamp as the Heap.
And then, in a following story it was revealed that, no, in fact it was the ghosts of babies, cruelly slain centuries ago by a terrible warlord, who facilitated the transition of man to monster:
And then Mother Nature pops up a few issues later and says, hey now, ’twas I done the deed:
I’m only partway through Roy Thomas Presents The Heap Vol. 2, so I don’t know if I have more origins waiting for me in later stories. I’m assuming if there are, they probably don’t include the one in this comic.
The Heap comics so far have been pretty enjoyable: lots of gangsters and crime stories and revenge plots and plenty of stories hinging on the Heap’s vague recollections of his previous life. Also: sure are a lot of old friends and relatives of Von Emmelman hangin’ around swamps, triggering plots and getting what’s coming to them thanks to the Heapster.
So, your pal Mike is enjoying a comic about a swamp monster. GO FIGURE.