Kevin J. MacLeod was raised by necromancers and chaosophers. From a tender age of thirty something, he had decided that writing was his way to spread his hatred of the living world, and to damage formed and forming psyches alike without the pliant musings of edged instruments.

 

     He has been wedded in the dark arcane mysterion of a once proud and purely maniacal conclave. He now resides in Missouri with a breathtaking (She has been known to strangle those in which she deems worthy.) and sexy succubus and their six loyal hell beasts that have been raised from blackened birth to slay first and have kibble second.