Forsaken (the main series)

Heathrow, a suicidal 22 year old, embarks on an "odyssey" to rewatch the childhood tapes filmed by his mother, before he ends it all.

Retribution explores the dark aspects of love, commitment, and a disturbed mind. It asks: to what lengths would someone go to recapture a lost love? Retribution is a graphically brutal but psychologically poignant story reminiscent of Spawn, Crossed, and the Crow. WARNING! RETRIBUTION is a mature comic. It deals with topics related to mental health, trauma and suicide. The goal of this comic is to better understand these topics. Retribution is not for the faint of heart as it includes gut-punching (and spewing) action, adult situations, and language.

Razzberry serves as the explosive opening chapter of the larger Psycho Complex universe. This first mini-series introduces the dangerous, techno-fueled city dweller whose path will one day collide with a hardened hunter-gatherer from the wasteland beyond the walls — two vastly different survivors drawn together in a much bigger story of survival, revenge, and moral collapse. With its feverish blend of cyber-noir brutality, mythic hallucination, and unflinching character work, Psycho Complex is built for readers who crave dark, addictive stories that refuse to look away.

When a motionless giant is left as a reminder of the most painful day of your life, all you want to do is burn it to the bloody ground!

Wordless one-shot, this story starts were the short story- Ancient Royals- ended.

In “Outside”, Lydia begins finding hints of a subtle invasion in the corporate world. In “The move”, she deals with a surreal domestic plague. Finally, guilty daydreams of a different career choice take a life of their own, in “Another Lydia”. Three modern fantasy comics by The Secret Knots webcomic author Juan Santapau.

A short story about a child who was forged into a metaphorical monster by the circumstances and adults in his life. The tale of Ozen. This comic is a backstory for one of my roleplaying characters. A simple hobby I started. It's not much, but it's honest work. Hope you enjoy it! ⸂⸂⸜(രᴗര๑)⸝⸃⸃ <3

Hogden is a totally average 15-year-old kid...but he hates being perceived. Modern technology—namely, the internet—is his mortal enemy. To him, there is nothing creepier than an apparatus that monitors, harvests, and stores your data. Your every move. Don't laugh at him. I see you snickering. I bet you think you're safe from your pugstagram you post daily dog pics on, or that security cam you have planted in your wall... I bet you think Hogden's being a little ridiculous, don't you? Well, we'll see. We'll see who gets the last laugh.

‘Light. Darkness. Purgatory. Hell? Heaven?’ Lucius does not know where he is. Just this morning he was carefully illuminating the pages of The Rule and now, now he sees his beloved cantor with an arrow wedged right in between his emerald-green eyes. He thinks of God. He is thinking about how his Holy Father must have suffered, seeing his beloved Son on the Cross. He wonders if Jesus has thought of the smell of the wood of the Cross that he has been nailed to. He looks at his Brothers and thinks about what was the last thing they felt. Did the Cantor pick up on the high pitched sound of the arrow that took his life piercing the air with an ungodly speed? Did the Scriptor die while feeling such a familiar touch of paper on his hands? He closes his eyes. He opens them, and he's no longer there. The forest keeps him safe, for now. "But the Devil still lurks." He thinks to himself. Before him, the horrors of that morning stand before his lying eyes. It's too much, and with the last goodbye of his Prior hovering, like a whispered benediction, above his head, he leaves. Lucius hopes to find God again in the world outside the monastery, but is that what awaits for him; the kinship of a needed light, spread out for him to see? Those walls had hardly been left by him before, and one wonders if a man of the cloth can realise himself as a saint or a sinner, a beast or angel, mortal or spirit, where one can only come to find humanity instead.