First, may I express my "affinity" for working out. I work out 4 times a day, primarily focusing on chest and core, currenly lacking methods of exploiting my arms, unfortunately. I do not currently posses a gym membership, this soon to be disregarded (Due to the irrefutable facet of a lack of gym membership, and the likely possibilily of myself obtaining one in the near future). If there happens to be any entity witnessing this expression possesing a common enthusiasm for fitness, please feel free to converse with me. I am honestly under a subliminal notion I will quite possibly be disregarded while dwelling on this website. Unfortunate. Anyways, I am slim (I still have a six-pack, and sub-par but relatively noticable pectorals). Quite possibly considered a ectomorphic being, striving for mesomorphic qualities. Due to this I have been ingesting large quantities of carbs, protein, and sugar. (Yes, sugar.) In an attempt to put on weight.

Anyhow, my primary character in my modern-set graphic novel "MisANTHROpe", is an ASD and ASPD genius and social mastermind, (he happens to additionally be my persona, and phenomenally, is human amongst a plethora of a dimunitive quantity of humans, but the majority primarily being plantigrade anthroes). This human is my aesthetical manifestation, under the moniker of Kantranax Ivanov. He appears to be a quite intullectually superior entity, very analytical and perspicacious, and unexpectedly charismatic and kind. Little known to the reader (his ASPD revealed postprior depicted through manipulation, exploitation, and nefarious boughts of his odious loathing for everything and everyone),with graphic scenes of unrefined malevolent misanthropy and psychopathic physical/psychological torture. The primary plot consists of Frost manifesting a false pretence amongst alleged freinds, hostile enemies, and even his own family, in a prosperous effort to administer entropic agony amongst his enemies with enherent unrest. Prurient depiction is brief and this work is currenly pending. Salacious encounters are vague and obscure due to my collosal uneasiness and abhorrence of anything related to such. Fundementally, this perhaps will be very graphic and psychologically unpleasant, so I will state prior, this is for mature audiences. Please bear with me, this is a work in progress. Feel free to sumbit additional scrutiny and inquiry. Thank you,

-Frost