dylankwok

Evade the monsters. Escape the spaceship.

Run for office. Make ethically dubious campaign decisions. Go wild.

Write the next Great American Novel. Or not.

Navigate the underworld, ferry souls, and avoid the Grim Reaper.

Be the world's best sheepdog. And don't end up a sausage.

Steering a jetpack without opposable thumbs is much harder than it looks.

You are smelly troll who hates visitors and wants to kill them.

A young farmer boy finds a mysterious package on his doorstep. Excitement ensues.