I love unusual superheroes, and indie comic book writer Matt Garvey and artist Dizeve, bring us one in The Ether #1. A rather dapper person who wears purple latex gloves and a skull-fitting map of what looks like London on their head, Mr. Ether’s superpowers seem to lie in not only his detective skills, but also in the realm of a being parkour expert rather than have any magical or supernatural abilities (though perhaps we see these later in the series).
Image Comics presents a fantasy world filled with war and servitude. The Eternal Empress has been fighting against the countries of Saia for more than a century, and the red-tailed minions have been all too eager to punish those that halt her progress: either by failing to farm the lands or stealing food. The first issue introduces a young woman’s path as she struggles with her meager existence under the Eternal Empress, while strange visions cause her to question the life she’s living, and the glimmering thoughts push her to escape.
The gods are alive with the sound of music. Ancient gods return to the world every ninety years. They have a two-year run – meaning, they have powers and the ability to do a lot of damage - but in the end, they’re human. After these two years, some of which are surrounded by a rave of people dancing to beats, their lives come to an end. Do they have a larger role in the grand scheme of things? Is a short window of time only meant to absorb as much love and anger as humanly possible, or is there a coming darkness they’re supposed to stop, while they have time?
In Cullen Bunn and Tyler Crook’s Harrow County, a storm has been brewing - slowly building over the course of the last year. It's a showdown between friends - friends, I might add, with otherworldly powers that, at times, feel like magic straight out of the bayou or from around a cauldron. If you’re thinking curses, blood magic, humans created from soil – you’re not far off. Emmy is actually the offspring of the corpse of a witch, buried under the tree from which she died upon. Since she’s come of age, she has become the guardian of the haints (spirits, ghouls, what have you) of the woods and humans alike. Her friend Bernice, on the other hand, was taught by someone who delved in the dark arts who also protected the woods near Harrow County. Unfortunately, Bernice’s mentor recently died, and her course has been directed by another, slowly but surely leading to this issue.