Imagine you’re in another universe, on another planet called Veux. Shit’s terrible everywhere, if you’re the wrong creature and do one wrong thing then your life’s fucked, but you’re Porok, 14, 17 in earth years, a Bokain forest elf and you’ve got your own shit going on, teenage struggles, less common struggles, this shouldn’t be happening struggle, you know, the not so normal crap. So be prepared for struggles to be resolved… and then new ones come, cause your main god just loves the chaos.

Daily updates on the comic, my art or my life in general at 3 pm (ET) Af de cab fre Apollo, omalfa ikmen se seir urum 💛 I might draw chapters in different artstyle sometimes for fun. I do can do commissions, sometimes