Anthony Carson is a rather mundane fiction writer whose only goal is to create an arguably good masterpiece - even if it means getting exploited by his predatory agent. But when fate led him to Aegir - an eccentric cat-man - a fictitious reality aw...
New character illustration: Anthony Carson (and yes, I drew it)
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Rustling sounds could be heard; the leaves around the trees went with the wind, almost running---escaping their respective vessels aware of the chaos that's happening. Two figures could be seen; one human-like, with an uncanny feature; gray cat ears and white tail, running in all fours like a four legged animal---on which he is. He could feel his breathing get ragged as he tried his very best to avoid the huge thing that had been chasing him---a freaking golem! His once unkempt long ashen hair is now braided, his bangs held by a pink hair band he asked Anthony to buy for him; allowing him to see his surroundings and finish his dangerous dash.
He even has a comfortable set of clothes fit for athletic movement: skin tight sleeveless gray vest showing his belly button and comfortable gray cargo pants. He opted for white at first but they said it'll only get dirty. When they said they would go to the forest, he was excited for the animals but not a dirty looking monster!
The golem was massive, 6 feet tall with a huge body made of rocks and muddy earth. It has a round face with red eyes and a huge snarling mouth. Its blows are no joke! Creating a pool of mess in the forest and huge craters on the ground.
"Shit! The hell!" Aegir couldn't help but to curse; following what Anthony usually utters when his mood is in tatters. His master is a bad influence.
