Really proud of this frame. The visuals on this ep are some of the best I’ve done, working hard on finishing this.

Soon.

So because of the hurricane, they closed all the schools until further notice. My island isn’t in the direct path of the storm but it’s really windy and the sky is almost black. But I guess this gives me time to finally sit down and finish this episode. Sorry it’s been taking so long.

Here\’s one of those stories I promised, this one is kinda old (November 2021) so some things aren\’t canon anymore, but it still a good story:

>IGNORANCE IS BLISS

Crows screeching in the dead of night,a child has been born.One which bears the mark,its unmistakable the leviathan bears its fangs,staring down at us,we’re in danger now;the mana of this world cannot resist its temptation.
The babe’s soft cry is echoed throughout the entire forest,in that moment the air was thick,dense like gelatin with nothing but the subtle cries of a newborn child.The bittersweet happiness of the beasts mother,lying in wait of death’s cold embrace,caressing the cheek of her new born child.A cold wind blows,the town is alive,the mana in the air becoming indulgent embracing the child’s presence howling like a vicious wolf in blissful effervescence.The town is at peace;Death has come for them in this moment,the mana has escaped them.Their existence was never proven in the first place,there was no purpose,the exact thoughts of the beast. The townsfolk run to escape the cold embrace,The mother is not allowed into the light.She looks deep into the child’s eyes,glassy eyes the colour of lapiz.
The child is unaware of its presence,the mark,his mark.The watchers can no longer see it.The“king” has been born.Born of the hex,he shall make his home in solitude,with a heart of ash and crimson soul.Death his only companion.Forevermore.

2 YEARS LATER

The child has grown more sinister with age,he and the mother walk the earth together,the town has gone.The friendly folk disappeared.They never existed,or they’ve gone into eternity.Their beloved mana has been devoured,the beast prevails always.For he is one that will destroy humanity.The kingdoms shall all know no peace, ‘til death comes home.The pair,mother and child live alone in the spire. They can leave whenever they like,but cannot.The beast has them bound in the chains of hell.Life is like a never-ending nightmare.A dream from which you can’t escape,the void.Reality doesn’t exist, yet it does and there are no rules,not anymore.Depression,anxiety,lack of empathy,soulless.A feeling of pain so great only death would relieve it.That is their reality,yet the child still smiles,he\’s still happy,he knows no sorrow,no pain,anger,nothing.He knows not of the darkness covering the kingdom, for he cannot see it;the beast won’t let him see the truth.
Grinning from ear-to-ear,the child’s laughter is dreadful,wicked.The pale faced mother struggles to keep her sanity,her lifeforce is being devoured right before her very eyes,yet she refuses to leave her son, for she is not able to.A forced smile to complement the countless bags under her eyes,the once jet black hair of hers now becoming bright silver;The child cannot see it.He continues to play,filled with joy.It starts to rain.It drowns out the sounds of the mother’s cries,which turn to laughter in the boy’s eyes.The gods look down on him with hateful auras.The thunder bellows in the distance,lightning dancing across the sky.The mother has made her decision,and descends down the 30-foot staircase into the basement,never to return again.

3 DAYS LATER

The dreadful aura of the town of Non,reduced to ash in a single night by a newborn child.The peaceful town of Non where our hate grows in oblivion.The sign now reads.

“Hey,” “uhh…Charich,you need to see this.”

“What is it Marx?”

“What the hell?!”

A Bug-eyed monster jumps out from the rubble,It was the child.With glowing blue eyes,and a shadow of an aura.The child started to feast on the mage’s mana,with the same dastardly grin.

“Charich,”Marx said, eyes wide like he just saw a ghost.Marx was certain he had just watched his close friend die at the hands of that…that thing,But here he is right beside him.Strange.The pair decided it would be best to ignore what just happened and kept on their trek through the village,as they were asked by the king to investigate the mysterious disappearance of the town’s population.Marx was a B ranked thunder mage,yet he still felt uneasy about the situation.

“There’s nothing left,it’s like the people were never here in the first place,”Charich said whilst taking notes of the surrounding area.

“It wa -”Marx gets cut off.

He checks behind him,no-one’s there.The air is freezing cold,his head starts to spin.Marx passes out.The same happens to Charich soon after.The child is still incapable of seeing the true nature of the beast,sits with the mages patiently waiting.Waiting for them to wake,They never do.
Even the beast cannot hide what it has done,only sorrow.The child cannot contain his pain.His cries echoed throughout the night.

Just a quick update on the episode, gonna be working on it as much as I can this weekend but in the meantime