I'm afraid you're quite lost.
Don't give me that look. Trust me when I say I understand exactly what you are doing here.
Perhaps you are curious about all the disturbing rumors or the uncanny lights you saw in the sky. Perhaps you are a spunky member of the superhero biased media looking to make a name for themselves.
There is nothing unusual to be found here. Especially not revolutions or mind-altering sorcery that comes from beyond the veils of time.
This is the webspace of a mild-mannered writer from the American Midwest who goes by the pseudonym “JM Guillen.” He writes somewhat passable science fiction, fantasy, and steampunk stories, has two dogs, and likes tacos a bit too much.
If you’re another one of those punk kids who think that they’re going to poke into the bowels of this website and somehow “gain the power to shatter the minds of men,” turn aside. If you are a government shill who is looking for leads on the revolutionary scheme, “THE OBSIDIAN CONUNDRUM,” then you’re wasting your time.
Perhaps you should check this out instead. Isn't that the kind of thing you'd rather be looking at?
All reports of JM Guillen “attacking St. Louis with a kraken” or “subverting an entire island nation to his will” have been blown out of proportion by those ass-crackers on late-night television . He does NOT “worship beings of outer darkness” or start cool revolutions to alter storytelling forever.
In fact, there has never been a single bit of evidence, not one photo-
Okay, I mean, that LOOKS bad, but it's obviously photoshopped. Regardless of the images that the media likes to bandy about to improve ratings, there's still no solid proof.
There's nothing to see here, and definitely NOT a band of super-powered evil doers who are planning any kind of revolution.
When he was young, JM Guillen lived in a Tibetan monastery, where he spent eighteen hours a day studying all the best kinds of ninjutsu. By the time he was twenty years old, he could totally kick your dad’s butt, he just didn’t want to.
BUT THEN THE MONASTERY WAS ATTACKED BY VOODOO PRIESTS FROM LEMURIA!
JM Guillen fled the massacre (along with his spirit animal, a white tiger named “Lazuli”), by using his ninja powers of invisibility. As the voodoo priests escaped in their helicopters, our hero shook his fist at the heavens, vowing that he would get revenge.
What followed was an arduous, three-year journey into the hidden crystalline caves beneath Mount Shasta. While there, JM Guillen learned of the five sacred sigils of Amun-bill, which he was able to use to summon five robotic lions from the deepest, darkest sections of space.
ONCE HE HELD MASTERY OVER THEM, THEY COMBINED TO FORM VOLTRON! WOW!
Now, using a combination of really bad-ass nunchucks, lost sorcery, and the powers of Voltron, he attacked the temple cities of Lemuria, and laid waste to the decrepit witch doctors that lived there. After their complete and total defeat, JM Guillen claimed the island for himself, renaming it “Mexlakovia.”
There he lives to this day, sitting in a darkened room, rubbing his hands together while muttering in the shadows.