I don't want to get emo over this, but because of the stupid typhoons razing about in the country, my room instantly became an attraction for Splash Island. I mean, most of my clothes, comics, references, architectural plates, scale models, and my glow-in-the-dark shit got fucking drenched by rainwater showering through my PATHETIC EXCUSE OF A CEILING. Everything became wet. AND USELESS. But the most agonizing thing of all is that some of my comic pages that I currently work on were drenched. The ink smudged all over the place. MY CHILDREN DIED.

...Now that I think of it, I realized deviantart has some use after all. Those comic pages that got drenched were already uploaded.

...Before they died, they became immortal after all.

...Sob stories aside, I give you Atlantis: Origins, a manga series that I created 2 and a half years ago which aims to tie all of the world's creation myths. It was a series put on hiatus simply because 1) I'm still studying, 2) I'm currently preoccupied by the school paper, and 3) I'm also preoccupied by Mad Scotch. Looking back I think I improved quite a bit since I made this, since I was not paying attention to my lineworks back then. THEY SUCKED. Or at least now I think they do.