He appeared in a pitch-black void. Beings of cosmic scale fought before his eyes. They fought and fought. Fought against the unending swarm. An endless multitude of amorphous flesh. Morphed into tentacles, morphed into worms, morphed into bubbles, morphed into flesh, flesh and flesh. These beings came from the deep, from the depths of the cosmos, from the chambers of the chaos. They plucked out planets, They plucked out stars, They plucked out galaxies. They were...

The Nine Monarchs Beyond The Veil

“What…kind of a deal?” Mavena asked. 


“Be my woman,” Vincent said in a devilish tone. 


“I am married!” a slight tinge of red spread across her cheeks. 


“Perfect! I am also married, and that makes us even, haha,” he wrapped his tentacles around her horns. “These things are kind of nice?” 


“I won’t betray my husband!” Mavena freed herself from his tentacles. 


“What do you mean betray? You won’t necessarily betray him if you are not emotionally invested in the affair,” Vincent said. 


“What kind of logic is that!” she glared at him. “I am not that kind of a woman!” 


“Not that kind of a woman?” he chuckled. “Spent some time with me and see if I can change your mind.” 


“What can you even do in your state?!” she shouted. 


“This is just temporary though,” he said. “But wait! So you even thought about what I can do to you with these tentacles.” 


“And here I thought you were a pure woman of virtue,” he teased. 


I Am Feeling A Bit Sleepy.