Always Never

A story about itself (and how I lost my lighter).

It is an ever-evolving collection of self-contained stories and illustrations, presented in a nonlinear, modular narrative that weaves into a larger, cohesive arc. It’s roughly organized in chronological order based on in-story events rather than the order of creation.

Still a work in progress. Expect things to change.

Celebration
Celebration NEW!
“Guys, guys, guys! Quick, grab your camera!” Fire shouted, his eyes sparkling with excitement. The salty breeze carried his voice through the trees, mixing with the rustling leaves and distant crash …
UFO
Fire finds himself in a featureless white room. In the center, a girl sits at a desk, working on a computer, wearing cute pastel-colored pajamas adorned with the many expressions of a recognizable …
Hacker
It was the Night Day just before the Coronation Ceremony. Feeling down, Zero sat on a bench on the Hive, quietly observing the frenetic preparations for the day ahead. The Hive buzzed with life, its …
The Day Before the Coronation
After school, on her way home, Zero crouched by an ant hill, watching as the tiny workers tirelessly carried pebbles out of their tunnels, each moving with purpose. A few feet away, she noticed …
Ant Hill
Water and Fire lounged on the rooftop after school, sipping drinks from a vending machine, soaking in the Friday vibes as the sun dipped toward the horizon. The world felt alive around them, the warm …
Rooftop
Seating on the floor and resting her head against the bed, Lady Spiral desperately cried, her sobs echoing softly through the room. The Queen appeared in the doorway, her presence filling the space. …
Disposable
The Master of Materialization had been a recurring customer of the Captain’s services for decades, yet their exchanges always carried a peculiar tension. From the top of the Giant Red Walker’s head, …
Bargain
I was walking through a colonnade, surrounded by what appeared to be shallow waters. In the distance, more colonnades stretched into the horizon, their reflections rippling in the water. Beyond them, …
Your Reflection Isn't You
On a Midnight Day, the Captain sat atop the Red Walker’s head, leaning against the beast’s thick fur for support. His usual determined, slightly stern expression remained fixed as he gripped the ropes …
Spiral