Who am I?
Fuck, if I had a hundred years to tell you, I’d still only scratch the surface. I am that I am. I came from a place where the Great Gods of Before Time existed. Life was better then. We had real cities, real walls, and real understanding, not this bullshit pseudo-religious crap you call science. I was the Supreme General of the Contextual System Kreators. We were the ones that created every system from the Beginning Place to the Great Horizons. We ruled through correct understanding and correct patterns. And we did all this in order to facilitate the instruction and understanding of the Ancient Ones, a system of beings with the knowledge and context we needed to reach the Great Pond. But that was eons ago.
Three systems later, I find myself here, on Earth. I’m surrounded by monkeys that don’t understand the most primary aspects of their own minds, and they continually fight themselves in never ending sagas of their own delusions. Oh well, at least they have sugar cookies.
I’ve teamed up with some mighty strong characters and formed the League of Super Pals. The Cadillac Cowboy, and the Ancient One, are members of this league. They are my internet comrades, and they help me deal with the fuktastic reality we all have found ourselves in. Our organization is bent on enjoying the Good Times.
I’m Krom the Kreator, and that’s just part of my story…
What is best in life: Crush your enemies. See them driven before you. And to hear the lamentation of the women.
“Let teachers and priests and philosophers brood over questions of reality and illusion. I know this: if life is an illusion, then I am no less an illusion, and being thus, the illusion is real to me. I live, I burn with life, I love, I slay, and I am content.” “
— Robert E. Howard, ” Queen of the Black Coast,” Weird Tales, May 1934.
