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90% of this quickie comics motivation was the "babe alert at 5 o clock. No, that's 3 o clock" joke.

Untitled Villainess Otome and Wisteria are the same thing. The first is/was the working title for it, which I'm still using because in my mind it's still in "rough draft" state, with some major editing that I'd like to do before putting it in wide release. It's currently only on Patreon, but the reviews and comments have been kind enough that it might eventually find its way to RoyalRoad or Amazon as-is.

AGARES is currently Patreon-only. You can find the collection here, across six releases. The seventh is imminent, I've just been wrestling with the ending of the first book. Once that happens, it'll be up on RoyalRoad and almost a full book behind what's on Patreon, my fulltime project, though I don't currently think that AGARES will be another million word sprawling webfic, probably.

Doomsday Pivot is currently on the shelf. The first book is written, it needs some editing, and eventually it'll come out, but there's absolutely no way for anyone but me to read it. So, sorry.

Agares, Duke of Unscheduled Catastrophes

Agares has long occupied a strange corner of the demonological imagination, a figure both formidable and faintly absurd. In the old grimoires he appears as a venerable duke who rides a crocodile and commands legions, yet his powers lean toward the oddly specific: teaching languages, provoking earthquakes, and coaxing the disobedient back into line. He is a being of authority, but also of eccentricity, a creature whose mythic gravity is always tinged with a sideways grin.

Reframing him as a “demon Florida Man” does not diminish his stature; it reveals the archetype he has always embodied. Agares is the spirit of localized chaos, the patron of heat‑warped decisions made under a sun that feels too close. He is the mythic force behind headlines that begin with “Man Arrested After…” and end with something both catastrophic and strangely inventive. His crocodile steed becomes not a medieval oddity but a natural extension of swamp‑logic, a creature perfectly suited to the humid delirium of his domain.

In this modern retelling, Agares is less a duke of Hell and more a folkloric trickster of the subtropics, a being who disrupts the ordinary with a kind of cheerful inevitability. He speaks every language but uses them mostly to escalate arguments. He shakes the ground not out of malice but because he is bored, impatient, or trying to get someone’s attention. His miracles are misdemeanors; his catastrophes are teachable moments; his presence is a reminder that entropy has a sense of humor.

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