Across three generations and two centuries, three unlikely heroes discover that courage begins with choosing to stand when others cannot. In the untamed American West of the nineteenth century, a determined ranch girl defies the expectations of her era to earn the respect of cowboys, settlers, and her community through grit, compassion, and an unbreakable bond with horses. On the open range, a young mustang must overcome fear and inexperience to protect his herd from the growing dangers of a changing frontier, learning that true leadership is measured by sacrifice rather than strength. In the present day, a young girl navigating the foster care system finds healing, purpose, and a sense of belonging through the people and horses who refuse to give up on her. Though separated by time and told as three distinct stories, their journeys echo one another, revealing that the fight for identity, family, and hope is timeless.

Mika-chan’s life was the definition of boring. Day in and day out, her only comfort after a exhausting day of Uni was coming home to her beloved, fluffy house cat. But her mundane routine is shattered in the most unexpected way when her cute pet suddenly transforms into a handsome, sexy guy!

Everyone loves a hero. But given the chance, not everyone wants to be one. Sometimes selflessness isn't inherent. Sometimes it's learned. This is where the story begins.

In a city consumed by endless storms, forgotten angels, and impossible powers, a handful of survivors must uncover the truth behind the BlackRain before the world falls to darkness. BLACKRAIN is a cinematic comic series combining supernatural action, biblical mythology, and urban fantasy in a world where faith may be humanity's last weapon.

Pillan had never asked for the life that shaped him. At thirteen, a single bite from a Zeta werewolf changed him forever, binding him to a lineage of shapeshifters he never truly understood. The transformation turned him into a homid capable of becoming an Arctic wolf—one of the rarest, whitest subspecies of the White wolf, a creature born for cold desolation and pure silence. Twenty-seven years later, he had no pack, no home, and no family. Instead, he wandered the world like a ghost—part man, part myth—drifting from continent to continent with nothing but instinct to guide him. It was that same instinct that led him, one bleak evening, to a place few outsiders ever stumbled upon: Glasmoran — The City of First Hearth Glasmoran was a name whispered more than spoken. A small, unknown city tucked far from major routes or maps, its title—City of First Hearth—was a cruel irony. What should have been a place of beginnings had rotted into a place of endings. The city showed its decay immediately: Entire districts of abandoned, blighted buildings, windows boarded, roofs collapsing, doors swaying on broken hinges. Cracked roads, half-flooded from drainage systems that had long stopped working. Basic services failing—electricity that flickered like a dying candle, trash that piled on corners until residents burned it in open heaps. Streets choked with litter, detritus, even human waste, as if the city itself had given up. Legitimate stores were rare. Where one might expect markets or grocers, there were only liquor shops, empty storefronts, and half-shuttered businesses that looked moments away from collapse. But the true infection eating Glasmoran alive had a name. Written by POPSEEHESAID4950