There aren’t any religious implications by the name so just keep those comments to yourselves.

I was feeling kind down last night and I wanted to do something to cheer me up. So I started to draw. But everything I was drawing just wasn’t looking like it was the best I could do. And I was starting to get pissed at it too. I haven’t been drawing the best I can for a while now. I was starting to think that I wasn’t as good as I thought I was. I was starting to get depressed and starting to think that maybe I had peeked with my talent. Maybe that was it for me.

Then this guy popped into my head. He’s the guy that comes to me when I feel like the world is trying to crush me with all its might and with no mercy. I would say this is the manifestation of my will and anger if they were to combine. With the ability to control space, time, and all things in-between he could take anything the world throws at him. With powers like that he truly would be a god.

This is the attitude I get what the world tries to kill me. I think of this guy and then things aren’t so bad.