My Graphic novel (unfinished)

Hey guys, it's me again, Hive account@valkangel with another post. Hope you enjoy reading this one!

Here's something from one of my unfinished graphic novel works. Titled "How to survive the apocalypse(and some other things)", this novel is about a boy chronicling his life during the apocalypse, and how he tries to survive with his friends and peers. Full of pop culture references, dark and dry humor, a lot of swearing, and gritty graphics, this novel attempts to break norms and recreate the undead genre.

Or so I had planned. Unfortunately, my busy schedule and laziness halted the novel's progress. :D

Here are some of the artworks I made for the story. I might touch this one up in the future or move on to my other unfinished work (I have a lot).

Here's Ahren(from the scavenger group) :

Here's Kevin (barpin fanatic) :

Here's one of my favorite character, Kristoffer (sporting that good morning towel lmao) :

And here's the one known as "the necromancer" , the big bad for my first book:

There are quite a few more characters that I haven't included (it would be a really long post if I did).

So there you have it! hope you enjoyed reading this post. If you'd like to see more of this, just leave your comments down below and i'll do my best to respond to them! don't forget to upvote and resteem as well :) I'll end this with an excerpt from the novel (this is when the protagonist meets kristoffer for the first time):

"Hey, who's that?" I asked. "That dude with the blindfold practicing archery." "Oh, him" replied Marvin. "He's our top marksman here. He can hit practically anything." "Meh, I bet he can't hit this fly that's conveniently perched 3 inches beside me." I said, pointing to the fly that's happily eating whatever flies eat for breakfast at 7 am. Just when I was about to say more, an arrow f---ing flies from out of nowhere and obliterates the poor fly that I just pointed out. I tell you, My whole body didn't had time to react and just froze."Next time," Mr. blindfolds shouted, "choose another target. A fly's too big. And I hear you by the way. I'm not deaf you know." He says he f---ing hears me. Me, who's 800 meters away from him! "Told you he can hit anything." said Marvin, chuckling. "You owe me a salad."

I bid you farewell for now,
valkangel