First of all, thanks to everyone who has read volume 1. You sons and daughters of your mothers are amazing. Like your mothers.
I don't plan to stub it in the foreseeable future unless a publisher picks it up ( HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA this drivel is unpublishable. And if it isn't, I failed and must commit a daikiri. Or harakiri. Yes, that's better. I am abstemious after all...) so, don't rush at reading it. Or do, but it's bound to be bad for your health. It's your decision.
So, volume 2 now: What changes? What's the same?
I intend to make it a wee bit more focused on the power progression of Kalon and Samari. After all, this has the progression tag and i feel like volume one may have underdelivered for the sake of the funny. Don't worry, this won't mean 7 pages of Kalon meditating or long infodumps about the magic system. Or maybe it will, but it will be the most absurd meditation sequence ever.
Brunhilda will probably get made into a pill down the road. I am sorry but her average dog power level must be contained.
The rest of the cast will most likely remain roughly the same, with some new additions and maybe a few subtractions, of course.
The humor won't change much. At worst, it may get more stupid.
Blurb, you want a blurb? Have a tentative blurb:
Six months after the events of Road of the Rottweiler, Kalon and Samari have amassed enough money (and, in her case, hair) to embark on their quest for progress. Finding new sources of Rottweilers, Kalon will seek out to advance his cultivation, while Samari has a simpler objective: travel to the Arcagnostic Archives and use everything she hates about her dead mother to access the hoard of knowledge she left behind.
If you stumble upon this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen from Royal Road. Please report it.
Regarding Jagger, ex-explosive puppy, he is now an adolescent dog. At least until he dies again, which he doesn’t plan to do anytime soon.
In the meanwhile, certain gay paleobotanist with a system spent his time being slightly abused by an interdimensional goddess for the equivalent of some few millions of years, making his cultivation to advance monstrously, his sanity to crumble and his heart to become corrupt. Now a broodfather (in the seahorsiest sense of the word), Lino returns to Cabaret without a clear purpose. And a madman with so much undeserved power can be quite… fickle.
And, speaking about Cutbastra… well, let’s just say divorce rates around all of Cabaret are soaring like an eagle full of helium.
Come on people, you have read the previous installment: you know what this thing is about. So buckle up, leave your drink to a side, and get ready to be unable to answer coherently when people ask “What are you reading?”
"Does volume 2 have its own cover?"
Dude i don't even know what would be in that theoretical cover, chill.
"Seahorsiest isn't a word."
Neither is nanodicked and here you are.
"Stop talking with yourself."
NO!
Anyway, tomorrow or maybe Monday i will have the first chappie of volume 2 ready. I need to think how to start the second installment of this trainwreck and that could take a while. I have ideas but... execution is a bitch.
If you have any thoughts about volume one, feel free to leave them below.
Ah, the new volume is tentatively called Journey of the Rottweiler.
Anyway, have a good day, everyone.