Art, comics and stories

Hi and welcome to my home on the internet! I’m Auraboo and this is my personal hub for my creative works. I work traditionally with watercolour, ink and a bunch of other materials, and write fantasy fiction both in long form and short form.

You can browse my Comics, read my Short stories, or take a peek at my illustration Portfolio for more examples of my art. Enjoy!

Illustration of a pink devil.
Illustration of Hawk and Ren'i, the novel's protagonists.

The Threefold Soul trilogy

Destiny and love, writ in flames.

The Threefold Soul is a mature-rated queer romantic fantasy, or romantasy, webnovel. It’s an epic tale of two very different men, the call of destiny, and an empire about to go up in the fires of revolution.

The first book, Spirit, is now available in its entirety. Start reading here, browse the chapter index, or read more about the characters. There’s also more neat stuff about the novel’s world in the dropdown menu (or hamburger menu if you’re on mobile) above.

The Ascended

I also write The Ascended, a mature-rated and very queer fantasy novel about seemingly ordinary mortals ascending into godhood, together with my wife. You can start reading here (the site has its own gallery, character intros and other fun stuff).

Illustration of the main characters of The Ascended.

Latest Threefold Soul updates

  • 9: Archery duel

    9: Archery duel

    The wistful thrum of kantele strings blended in with the rain, giving them a melancholic ring though the lyrics spoke of dance, drink and glee. Unlike the summer festival, the music had already started at dawn. The restlessness of anticipation was palpable everywhere, and the consuls had to work twice as hard to maintain their…

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  • 8: Southern consuls

    8: Southern consuls

    Rain beat against Ren’i and his Guards’ uniforms when the forces of the 9th and 10th legions came to a halt, bringing their taxing march across the plains to an end, but they hardly noticed the weather. The flags could be seen from afar, the red-and-purple colouration announcing to everyone present that the soldiers belonged…

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  • 7: First touch

    7: First touch

    Very little light managed to filter through the windows of the cabin, but even so Hawk knew upon waking that it was already afternoon. The storm had gone its merry way yet raindrops continued hammering against the windowpanes, making the glass tinkle. For the first time in days he felt fully rested, despite the fact…

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