#plague comic

A small comic I've made (its the first one I've ever completed!!)

HAPPY ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY! It’s been one year since I started this passion project and we’ll be at 100 pages soon (in about 14 pages). Thanks for all your support.

Now onto the story!

Marian argues with a rather stubborn Lord Phos over her involvement in the current situation. She wants to save Astrid just as badly as he does. She partially blames herself for this as if she hadn’t come, things wouldn’t have been this way. The masked lord insists that he can take care of it and doesn’t desire to drag anyone else into this extremely personal affair. He feels responsible for Astrid and will do what he must to get him back. The young lady attempts to push the issue further, only to be shut down by both him and Lady Yancy. 

Meanwhile, Sir Phate is absolutely baffled by Astrid’s attempt to clue him in without giving up too much information. The scribe in the corner constantly scribbles as this ridiculous conversation goes on. It all boils down to that he woke up to fire and everything else that follow suit was purely coincidental. Sir Phate doesn’t believe this stunted lad as he keeps looking away. Astrid fires back with he’s under duress and not exactly in a position to be calm right now. His narcissistic captor grills him for hours before finally leaving him alone. 

Drained from that longwinded shake down, Astrid drifts off to sleep. Strange dreams form as a vision of the lake that Kelpret dwells in comes into focus. Two shadows dance feverishly into the murky depths as a massive wave of eyes washes over the scene. All he can do is watch as a slithering form slinks up from the blackish ichor. Through its flowing locks, the strange being gazes upon Astrid as it holds what seems to be Kelpret’s soul in its snout-like mouth. It feels a kinship with him as it approaches from beyond the lake of a thousand eyes.

The young godling cannot comprehend what’s going on as he is paralyzed by sheer awe and curiosity. This lanky serpentine being extends its feelers around him as it speaks cryptically. Suddenly, it takes on a more humanoid appearance- similar to Astrid himself if he weren’t so stunted. It keeps on talking about a hunger and a desire to see him grow. Urging him to take the glowing essence and consume it. Naturally, the sleeping young man is taken aback by such a request. He knows that this feeling he has now is connected to something frightful and wishes not to indulge the cravings within. Yet, the serpent insists as it returns to its normal shape. Astrid admits he’s afraid, deeply afraid of growing.

Sir Phate prematurely celebrates his victory as the sun’s soft light begins to fade into the night. One of his subordinates puts a damper on it as he points out something’s coming out of Muna’s front gate. Briefly, he’s in utter disbelief as usually no one has the balls to confront him. Yet on the other side his opponent steps out-Lord Phos and two of his associates. Their eyes met with utter distain and a sense of familiarity as things get tense quickly. Not wasting anytime, Sir Phate dramatically introduces himself before the supposed stranger. Lord Phos is unfazed by such trite performances. The masked challenger coldly retorts with such venomous vitriol dripping off each word uttered from behind the steely facade. This action alone invokes great ire from the malignant egoist as he confronts Lord Phos....

(HERE IT IS! THE ENDING! THANKS FOR READING!!!)

Astrid in his gentle radiance, smiles softly in relief seeing his dear friend Marian alive and well. Even if it’s a dream, her presence here means she’s asleep elsewhere. He feels terribly guilty for nearly sucking out all her magic during the Earth God fight. He apologizes humbly for putting her through so much by just being near the guy. Including keeping the weakened Astirov company while he took his sweet time getting here. He retreads the fact this state was a result of Astrid himself eating his elder sibling and consuming all his magic. He assures Marian she doesn’t have to forgive or pity the man. He admits he wouldn’t either. Glosses over that for now to express his true feelings. He’s extremely grateful for all she’s gone through with him. The perceptive lass cuts him off by asking him if he’s leaving. He tries to redirect the conversation yet, she isn’t having it.

Astrid lets out an exasperated sigh in defeat as he’s forced to confess that he must leave Hylum once he’s finished detoxifying it. He solemnly explains that he’ll be reduced to a greatly weakened state and that him sticking around would only cause trouble in the future. He doesn’t want to burden anyone, especially Marian. His curt friend shushes him gently as she advises him to pour some grace onto himself. 

Secondly, she brings up the fact that he has people who might be really worried about his sudden disappearance. The somewhat melancholy man had made his peace with Lord Phos and the others under his lord’s employ before coming here. He seems really broken up about it despite trying his best to hide his true emotions. He asks her not to be sad that he’s leaving. He’s not dying, he just can’t be in Hylum for a long time. 

Astirov is brought up and his fate seems to be tied to his brothers. Astrid feels responsible for him since he made him so small. The sentiment may go deeper yet he refuses to elaborate further. He also says it’ll make things easier for Marian and Lady Catherine to move on. An uncomfortable silence overpowers the scene. Without words or warning, Marian acts out selfishly as she embraces the surprised godling. She kisses him on the lips without thinking, letting her emotions and desires take the helm. Astirov tries to cut in only to be told to shut up. Once she breaks it, she starts to fade from this dreamy realm. Astrid assures her that they’ll meet again. She joyfully smiles with tears in her eyes.

“Thank you so much for being a friend...”

Like that, the dream comes to a close as Marian is hugged by her now overbearing older sister. Turns out, the young maiden was in a coma for a long time. It’d be about a year before Marian set off again. In the meantime, Hylum slowly rebuilt itself into a new normal. People come and go, things get settled and we all move on.

Fast forwarding a bit, Marian sits alone late at night by the candle’s fading light. She’s writing down her recollections of this long, and strange tale. Entering from the snowy outdoors, her dear friend Astrid frets over her health when he realizes she’s still up. She quietly teases him as he makes a big fuss over it. The two have to be careful as to not wake up the sleeping idiot Astirov. The exhausted godling sinks into his embrace of his dear companion. With that, all seems right with the world...

~~~~~~~Thanks for reading my comic- MissKazeHana~~~~~~~~~~~~

( 4 out of 5, LOOK ALIVE PEOPLE- ENDING IS TOMORROW!!)

Marian startles herself awake in the midst of lush foliage surrounding her heavy body. She seems to lost in all the dreamy greenery as she looks for a way out. In the distance she spots a familiar shape, albeit slightly different from when she saw it last. For a moment, she contemplates staying away only to be beckoned by a meager voice. The shady figure tilts its head slightly, as it tells her it knows he. Being rather vague, insists to come so that ‘he’ may appear.

She puts a name to this diminutive being, its Astirov. She hears him say this is a dream as she approaches cautiously. Seeing him like this sends her for a loop. He’s been reduced to a mere child-like form as a result of all his magic being sucked out of him. It seems all his venom and arrogance also had been taken. All that’s left is a remorseful and rather pathetic man asking for forgiveness. Naturally, Marian vehemently refuses his words as he had caused her sister Catherine so much pain in addition to her own. 

Over and over, the meek person apologizes profusely. His explanations aren’t the greatest- he resented Catherine for being close to Marian as he never had a decent relationship with his own siblings. He wanted so much to be loved by his family. Yet, it would not be his to have. Even the search for his youngest brother backfired spectacularly. Astirov sniffles quietly as he admits all his faults- baring his soul to rather speechless Marian.

He hides his face as she crouches down to pet his soft, red hair. The weary lass still refuses to forgive him as its not in place to accept all that. She wants to see him genuinely try to prove his sincerity through actions. He isn’t excused from anything, yet all the same, Astirov feels comforted by her touch. Marian even admits that they both suffered at the hands of his father, the plague. She notices the smell of death and decay has long past. Her ex-bully confirms that’s because all the plague is nearly gone. It will be truly gone one ‘he’ shows up. Just as they finish up their conversation, a radiant light flutters softly from above.

In a magnificent flash of magic, Astrid appears into the surreal realm. He seems a great deal taller and so placid. Marian and Astirov marvel at the divine being... 

(Part 3 out of 5, mid way point!!!)

Astrid fights tooth and nail with his shitty bio dad, asking him he’s like this. Azeliwis bluntly explains he has already told him him precisely why. He’s a parasite, just like Astrid. He feeds off magic and infects everything he touches, no different than a germ. That includes Astrid himself and anything like him. That’s how nature designed him to function yet everything else- his behavior, choices and desires- is all his. Extremely frustrated with this truth, Astrid rightfully calls him an asshole. Yet, it doesn’t matter anymore, does it? 

Everything’s collapsing around them. Debris pelts the battlefield like massive meteors crashing upon broken soil. Astrid can barely dodge these wjile keeping up with his vindictive parent. So much so that Azeliwis is able to grab him by the neck and launches him into a wall. Growing ever wearer, the cruel king decides to end it right here and right now. Before he could, however, Astirov rushes in to stop him. Alas, he ends up the victim of his own father’s iron grip. 

Unable to restrain himself, this vile man curses his eldest for being so dense. He could’ve ran away. Yet, like always, Astirov had chosen the wrong choice in his eyes. And for what, some sort of guilt? His son compelled by a love he can never hope to receive from anyone related to him. With tears in his swollen eyes, the red headed idiot solemnly admits as his neck begins to break- he’s not good for anything except troubling others. He’s silenced by the man who never loved him, telling him to shut up. He’s interrupted mid insult as Astirov meekly smiles and they’ve both devoured by Astrid.

With that, the palace blasts skyward a brilliant flash. Sir Phate urges all parties to keep moving. he insists there’s no time to marvel at this dazzling event. Everyone is till running away from it, uncertain of themselves what’ll be in store for tomorrow. Back in Muna, Lord Phos quietly watches this resplendent tower erupt from afar. He reaches out towards the window, his only peek of his beloved assistant’s fate. He asks him quietly if this is finally over...

(Part 2 out of 5 bitches)

Astrid and Azeliwis go head to head in a brilliant flash only for it to end in a nasty curb-stomping. The condescending leech childishly smiles as he cruelly taunts his stunted son. He bluntly admits he’s never cared for anything really. Never for humans, animals and even his own offspring. Using that as a justification for him casually crushing his glowing enemy into a mushy pile. Astirov tries to inject only to be boisterously ridiculed for his failures in the past 24 years. Azeliwis screeches viciously over the fact his eldest let a human take his baby brother and caught by surprise. Even describing the state of the stupid man’s head after the brutal bludgeoning.

Full of sheer vitriol, the snide parasite proceeds to thoroughly explain how much he doesn’t give a flying fuck about anyone related to him. The first six children he had, Astirov included as the eldest- were duds compared to Astrid. As in, they didn’t have what it took to be of true use. He cheerfully accepts the fact he’s a parasite and therefore, has no real parenting skills or love for that matter. Turns out he only favors the youngest as he’s the only one who could eat gods and therefore, provide nutrients to this glutton. Never breaking that bitter smile, Azeliwis forces Astirov to relive his greatest failures. A hollow, cruel laugh escapes him as he keeps crushing Astrid to prove a point. That he’s in charge and thinks nothing for anyone else. With the largest, shit eating grin; Azeliwis declares he’s bored. Astirov tries to speak up against all the that only to be viciously shot down again. That little interaction allows Astrid to regain the upper hand.

The dazzling lad dismisses the false praise from his filthy father. He equates it to everything else the fucker had a hand in. As the two titans duke it out, he vows to fill his vile parent with despair just before obliterating his diseased ass. Azeliwis retorts with the same promise before they start wrecking shit. The palace begins to fall apart. While the fight continues above their heads, Catherine carrying an unconscious Marian runs for dear life. Sir Phate manages to set free Epsilon and Beta. Everyone else other than the three above are evacuating as debris falls from the sky akin to meteors. As for the passive eldest brother, he’s faced with the sad reality that his efforts led to this. For once in his sad, pathetic life- Astirov resolves to do right by his family. he refuses to enable this mess any more. He refuses to do nothing....

(Part 1 of the 5 part finale, let’s goooooooo!!!!)

Lord Astirov is overwhelmed with emotions as he feels his mother life vanish within seconds of a horrible swan song. His legs carry him down the stairs despite him knowing the outcome. When he reaches the bottom step, he’s greeted by the most radiant sight. Astrid glowing splendidly among the rubble that once was the Earth god’s body. His mother’s gone and all that’s left is a hollow corpse. Ignoring his grief, Astirov quietly marvels at his younger brother’s divine light. He can’t admire it for long as that brilliance coldly calls him out. He bellows out an order to bring him to their father who he refers to as a parasite. as he’s about to say little brother, Astrid hisses viciously- declaring they’d never be brother despite being blood-related.  

With that, the two godlings ascend the palace levels. Trapped in his broken mind, the elder sibling systematically goes over every last moment that lead towards this. He ignores the rats fleeing. The crushing reality that he can never be forgiven weighs on his back. His father’s constant insults and belittlement haunts him. His mother’s cowardice and selfishness left him to clean up the mess. He blames everything on himself, even the things he couldn’t change. Astirov is the bad guy. Astirov isn’t worthy of redemption. He laments that his 24 years of searching ended with a resentful reunion that’ll forever ring hollow. By the time his little pity party ends, they’ve reached the apex and are greet by their father. 

Astrid gets straight into business by demanding that he show his ugly mug. The glimmering mass gets talked down by a condescending voice. Astirov tries to cut in only to be brutally shamed into silence. This is a waste of time to our sparkly lad as he puts a timer on when the fucker shows up. He even insults his final obstacle as he requests the bastard to show up once more. Obliging his favorite child’s desire, the cold hearted monster casually keeps on insulting his coveted punching bag. Astirov hides behind the entrance as his father cruelly ridicules him. He finally reveals himself from the shade of a thousand eyes.

Behold, the king of the gods in all his diseased divinity. The filthy creature hypes himself up as he proclaims his name- Azeliwis. All his regality disappears the moment he brings up he’s starving. He comes off as haughty, arrogant and very much an asshole. Astrid with venom in his eyes, glares down at this worthless piece of shit. His seething rage is ignored as daddy dearest monologues on how he has places to be. Comments how easy it’ll be to devour his own child since he’s nothing but light currently. Azeliwis ends it with him expecting the boy to fill him up. Being fed up with his stupidity, the young godling confronts him as his bio-bastard of a dad coyly insults the boy....