For years she was taught you're nothing but a killing machine. The demon of the arena. My punishment for those who step out of line...
Then for several long months... you're not even a person. You're an extension of me and of my will. You're magic and nothing else.
All in all... shes only had a few days to be something else. To be her own, free to think. To meet herself and to find out who she is. To choose who to care for and what to do.
...
This was the limit, and beyond... she had been told what the consequences were. No matter what she thought or wanted, her very core was raw aural power. Burning through it meant lighting up a candle like a bonfire. Shed burn out fast.
But for them? To keep her friends safe?
Fuck it.
Fuck the Red Sun.
And fuck the Rimani bastard.
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No context will be provided for the little story cause im a stinker but Im hoping the drawing itself provides enough context clues considering its a direct follow up to the previous one. These two drawings I made together, and ended up deciding to complete them both essentially together.
I half love this drawing too. Cant really super like it, but theres something here that I quite enjoy. Good job me, pat on the back.
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25 May 2026 21:24 CEST
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