Matthew Maine—The Voidwalker Saga

Sing in me Muse, and through me tell the story of those two radical bros who straight up tore a new one in those Trojan dickheads, and how the might of their friendship inspired bros all over the world to be even half as cool as them. I tell, of course, the story of those two legendary heroes: Brodysseus and Swagamemnon, peerless warriors and tightest buds, who razed Troy to the ground to rescue the fair Hellafine, despite the fact that she was pretty down with being in Troy (she was happily married to her himbo Paris after all), and the fact that she very willingly left Manaleus, and… well you get the idea. Manaleus hopped on his ship, The Deflowerer to talk to Brodysseus and Swagamemnon, who were busy owning in the gladiatorial ring despite the fact that WHO CARES if that was a Roman thing, it’s COOL. They had just tag-teamed their eighth superhydra when Manaleus found them. “Dudes,” he said, “Some a-hole just made off with my wife.” “Harsh,” said Brodysseus, whose pecs gleamed so b...