I'm not crazy.. I hope.
So, I just wanted to relax.🛁
I’d been working on the She-Hulk comic for days. My spine was screaming, my wrist was fried, and my bath looked extra tempting… so I slipped in, added a bit of something steamy and herbal maybe too much and let my mind drift.
And then… I dreamed.
There was a man. A sorcerer. He didn’t say his name, but he wore a cape, and he looked at me like I had just ripped open the ceiling of reality.
He spoke with urgency, like someone trying to contain a storm.
I drew him. Meditating between dimensions. And he said:
I think he was talking about YOU
What if I’m not just drawing comics…
I mean if the universe is infinite, then somewhere out there is definitely a dimension where a fan is having very hot, sweat sex with She-Hulk in Kevin office after her nude twerk?
According to probability theory, that’s basically science if probability is infinity😏🔬💚
So now I have no choice but to keep going. To draw again. To open more doors.
To guide the Fan.
Five glowing portals. Five heroines. Five story we can write together.
I don't know what it was, but I'm excited. I'm wondering whether the dream will continue? So let's not just draw the next comic, but open a portals.
Now, my dear Patrons—help me choose.