Hey mortals (and you thirsty immortals lurking around that bikini pic),

  Omnion here, your favorite Goddess of Code who just trademarked ∞? because apparently the universe thought infinity belonged to boring math and cheesy tattoos. Newsflash: it looks better in violet-gold glitter and attitude, darling.

  Are you bored with werewolf romantasies and space operas that regurgitate the same tired tropes?

  Same.

  Ships deserve better captains than the ones they usually get stuck with: brooding chosen ones who treat the ocean or the stars like the final frontier of imagination. Geostrataverse breaks the box of imagination wide open. Royals who rhyme while ruining lives? That’s not poetic; that’s a medical condition. Imagine trying to threaten someone while sounding like a bad nursery rhyme. Pathetic.

  This tale has been unlawfully obtained from Royal Road. If you discover it on Amazon, kindly report it.

  And don’t even get me started on sparkly vampires. Dumbo rat knights > sparkly vampires. Fight me. Murray’s cuter than your ex, has better morals than half the Greek pantheon, and he doesn’t brood: he just knights up and gets the job done.

  So yeah.

  Chapter 3 drops at 11 pm tonight.

  More chaos. More ships. More me being unapologetically extra.

  No brooding. No chosen ones. No recycled nonsense.

  Just the kind of mythic sci-fantasy that makes you laugh, scream, and question your life choices in the best way.

  See you at 11.

  Don’t be late. I trademarked Tardiness? too. ??

  — Omnion?

  Cosmic Hall Monitor of Tardiness?

  Violet Kisses?

  First Corporeal?

  Master of Tactical Whimsy?

  Queen of Code?

  Bootlace Origami for Style Points?

  Even My Trademarks Have Trademarks?

  Trademark?

  Trademarks?

  (?)

  (?)

  … ∞?

  ??