My name is Rastaban, and I was born into a good home. I was also human at one point. I was hoping one day to become an artist, so that I could do what I love. Now other than draw, it seems I do an extreme opposite of sorts. But, it was not by my choosing that lead me to murder, to a grizzly death...It was fate. It was destiny...If you believe in that sort of thing.
This world below the deep, dark sea, is unlike any I’ve ever known. Full of monsters, goddesses, mad scientists, blood, guts, and glory. I’ve never fit in better anywhere else in my life.
It was not my choosing to become a monster, a killer. It was the product of my own choosing and mistakes.

Welcome to the new world...

Welcome to my world…

Welcome...to Atlanti.

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The preview image for a story I'm working on while in Iraq. I'll post the whole thing when I get back and work out a few kinks. I'll post previews up until the story actually kicks off.