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Secrets & Shadows, Mega Centurions, and The Cost of Saving the World

Originally posted in the December 5th edition of my weekly email/newsletter.

Recently, I’ve been thinking a great deal about my first comic, Secrets & Shadows, and my most recent one Mega Centurions. Both are drawn by Dexter Wee (who did the all the covers and started doing interior art from issue #2 onward) with Kote doing the colors/grayscales. Both focus on heroes, though Mega Centurions pulled inspiration from Japanese-based Power Rangers and Voltron rather than the US-based cape superheroes of Secrets & Shadows. Both are fairly serious stories with moments of humor as opposed to something like Clusterf@#k. And I guess most importantly, both show the cost of saving the day/city/world.

While it is much less prominent in Secrets & Shadows, we do get to see it through Joseph’s father. As Black Sun, he was the city’s greatest hero, the bright light that shone across the city, the benchmark for all of the other heroes. But in the big climactic battle, he lost his wife and killed his greatest enemy. Now, the city hasn’t had a supervillain in years and things are relatively peaceful but he drinks alone in his house.

He’s know longer a hero and it’s implied that he was pushed out of the superhero group he founded. It’s also made clear that he doesn’t have that great of a relationship with Joseph, who now dislikes heroes. So he saved the day, but he lost a substantial amount in the aftermath. Because it was in the periphery, we don’t get to delve into what he’s going through as much as his son. But it is there. Mega Centurions on the other hand, the issue is much more prominent.

The focus is on Cassidy, Reggie, and Thad so we get to see where they are and their struggles. Originally, they were all on track to graduating at the top of their class, but now they work seemingly dead-end jobs. They saved the world from an evil alien prince, but now they can barely cover their rent. They don’t see their families and are trying to come to grips with where the current situation. Unlike Black Sun, the Mega Centurions were still in high school with little to fall back on so the fallout was much more costly. Black Sun was already arguably at the end of his prime. These kids lives were just beginning.

The idea originally came from the idea of how the Power Rangers ever graduated when they had to duck out of classes and tests all the time which made me think about how much someone would have to sacrifice. The more I thought about it, the less funny and goofy the story became. The story does get lighter as things go on, but it is a much more serious affair than I originally intended. I think it started to hit close to my experience watching people who made sacrifices to help other people only to end up worse off. And that’s something that’s been touched on in comics before.

The bigger the heroics, the bigger the sacrifice.

Of course, that doesn’t mean that all comics with heroes should have that. Give me something inspirational and happy. Give me the superheroes with the balanced lives and healthy family dynamics. Give me bright and cheery over realistic grittiness. I don’t mind those stories and I enjoy them.

But I don’t have that story in me. At least not yet.

I’ve been keeping Mega Centurions close to the chest (for good or ill), but I do think that the story isn’t going to completely go where people might expect. I do think it ends on a hopeful note, but not in the conventional comic book sense.

Because while I believe things have to come at a cost, I don’t think they are ones that you necessarily have to pay forever.

Suit up! Check Out This Mega Centurions #1 Preview!

I know it has been quiet these past few months here, but 2020 has been… a year. So in honor of my birthday, here is a preview of the first issue/chapter of my new comic Mega Centurions: Mega No More that I hope to roll out next year. Check it out.

Art by Dexter Wee, Colors by Kote Carvajal, Letters by Cristian Docolomansky, and edited by Steven Forbes.

Looking Back In Order to Move Forward

[Originally posted in the July 18th edition of my weekly email]

I don’t really go back and read my older books too often. Not because I’m embarrassed by the work, more so that it becomes easier to see the mistakes you made and missed opportunities. Sometimes, looking back at your older work can put a big spotlight on who you were and it can be uncomfortable to read.

Recently, I’ve been starting to reread my own stuff for this very reason. To look back at mistakes I’ve made, take note of them, and work to improve them. I look at things I would do differently if given the chance and keep that in mind moving forward. For example, if I were to redo Clusterf@#k, I would likely save the vampire gang for the second volume. At the time, I didn’t know if I’d ever make another comic so I crammed it all into one book but I’d probably do it differently now. They would probably still have a cameo to set up for their inevitable story, but they would’ve left after Issue #3. It would have given the D.E.P.D. story more room to breathe and I could have fleshed out more of the vampire gang in their own volume. Breaking it down like that helps me remember to try to give my stories room to breathe and not cram every single thing I want into the book. It’s something I keep in mind moving forward.

I also look at life in a similar way. I reflect back on things I’ve done or experienced and try to learn from them. It can sometimes be uncomfortable to look back and see mistakes you made, but being able to break it down and learn from it has so many benefits. It can help to go back and see friendships where there were tons of red flags you missed in the moment which you can be mindful of. Or times where you said something thoughtless and hurt someone that you can make sure not to repeat.

That doesn’t mean wallow in bitterness or live in the past, but look at them with a desire to learn from them. Ask questions about why certain things happened and be honest with yourself. One thing I had to realize from my memories of Japan was how I failed to establish clear boundaries with people. I let people talk to me in ways that I wouldn’t have allowed in the US and I didn’t let people know when they crossed a line. I can’t really be super upset because I let them and I didn’t shut it down the first time. So moving forward, I’ve made a resolve to be more clear in where the line is and vocal about when people cross it. It may make people uncomfortable, but they will respect my boundaries if they respect me.

It’s hard for me to completely explain but a big part of therapy has been looking back and gaining context to events that help give a better understanding of the how and why. Once you learn from it, you can adjust and not repeat those mistakes.

There may be discomfort at seeing who you were, but it pales in comparison to the reward of gradually becoming who you were meant to be.