WELCOME, to the End of the World! When all our gods, and even God, fails, who is left but the Angels?
Come, find your guides in the courts of Paradise and the Inferno through Lucifer and Michael, your two favorite angels of the court. And watch them flip the table in a cosmic bet as old as time: can the universe be ruled without God?
About
The year is two thousand and twenty four and it is the eve of humanity’s destruction once again. Two souls as old as time begin their debate once more on what to do with us and we know who they are:
In one corner is Lucifer, the Primordial Archangel of Light, the Illuminated One, The First Judge of the Cosmos, He who Knows All, and the (former) Lord of the Inferno, now reinstated as Archangel Supreme and God’s left hand.
But in the other corner you have Michael, the Primordial Archangel of the Dark, God’s Gift, The Divine Arbiter of Souls, The First Executioner of the Cosmos, He who Is All, the (former) Prince of Heaven now turned God Himself!
And God, you see, well, He’s kind of run out of patience, but He’s decided to give us mortals one more chance by pulling the most God move of all time: writing a story about Himself!
Come and join Michael on an epic quest for us to prove to Him why He should keep us around – or not! It’ll be hilarious, it’ll be violent, and there WILL be a lot of philosophy, but in the end, only He can decide: are we worth it?
Fate? Or Free Will?
I’m your artist’s favorite artist. . .I think. Maybe.
List of achievements that are supposed to make me sound important:
Graduated from Spalding University with a shiny MFA in Creative Writing
Featured in nifty places like Winter Tangerine, Sundress Publications, The Fourth River Review, and even shouted out in The Seattle Times
Co-founder and secondary host for Speak Out Seattle
Former Hugo House Events Coordinator
Production moderator for the fan made Angels Before Man Zine, “This Could Be Religion”
Writer of 1M words dedicated almost strictly to The Bible
If you still don’t know me, you might have also seen me floating around on Edge of Humanity or over at Anarkiss. Yes, I’m obnoxious like that.
When I’m not being a Marxistpilled chadmaxxer, I like to consume vast quantities of media, make art, and try to exist with the Empire on fire. It’s not an easy job being a dog mom with the best husband on planet Earth but you know what, somebody has to do it.
Real Gods Require Blood 