Chronicles is a Gesamtkunstwerk of
enormous breadth, ambition and style, so... yeah,
it'll my life's work.
currently includes painting, drawing, printed books,
and webcomics and will branch out into all media at
points to come in the future.
This story is unabashedly romantic and kisses the
cheek of cringe, like cinnamon vodka on a lover's
breath with Ennio Morricone playing in the background.
The narrative itself begins as Crescent-a-Corell,
our designated protagonist, finds himself upon a
planet not his own and makes his way to Borantium.
This, dear readers, is the land of my dreams, where
Ancient Greece meets Feudal Japan, on the fated planet
of Urs...the planet of my dreams, with entire seasons
of twilight red skies and nine moons as the concubines
of the sky.
Crescent the prophesied unifier, as many believe? Or
is he a demon? He is the man who fell to earth after
all... and in what condition will the universe be,
after the wake of cross-reality breeding that is; The