It should surprise exactly no one that I would start a book with a playground
type fight between two bad gods. In the beginning there was no heaven or earth, there was just chaos and fear and ya know what else...there was also a lot of apathy. Here we are in fair Verona, were we lay our scene, from ancient grudge break to new multiverses, where evil blood makes kitty paws unclean. From forth the fatal loins of these two foes, a pair of star-cursed kittens breed new life. Okay, that's as far as I'm willing to go with this thinly veiled attempt to increase my word count to show you this pic of the rough sketch of the spread.
Here's the left side of the spread in pencils. Hello again, handsome.