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Valor Of The Fallen - Blog Posts
Ok, this is going to be my last post for a while.
In this post ill be explaining why i decided to drop VotF for a bit. Though im going to keep it short this time.
The main reasons are
I lost the script
I lost all the comic pages i finished
I lost the WiP pages
I lost the logo i was going to use
I lost the designs i had for the characters
I lost VotF's world map
And more
At first i thought i could catch up to where i was at so far
Boy was i wrong
I started writing the script and drew the VotF world map before i realised that i was in over my head and that i was severely stressed and unmotivated. I couldn't continue anymore, because if i did, the script, the drawings, and the pacing would be terrible and half-assed. I want to make this comic but i have to let it sit for a while so i don't just make it out of spite and frustration. I want to make this comic with no negative feelings clogging up my imagination and art. I hope you all can forgive my decision.
Bye-bye
A small Wip of the comic! Its looks really plain right now, but I promise it's look better finished
Though i am going to stress that those drawings are BETA DESIGNS. There is a high chance that I might completely overhaul their designs...
He was promising
Showing great potential
Climbing through the rankings
The perfect person to take over the terra imperium
Then came sailor kid
They distracted him
With the foolish thing called love
They planned to run
From the imperium
From their stress
From their caretakers
From their destiny
What Cowards they were.
Their plans were overheard
He was imprisoned for his treason
And sailor kid was to be executed in front of him.
But he was Weak.
For he managed to escape his cell
And was able to free them for a short time
But he can't escape this punishment twice.
The traitor
Akira Hajime
Mono
Not much to be said about them
Not royalty nor an outcast
They were a simple being
Trying not to die.
the war broke out
And all was in chaos.
Tragedy struck with a fist made of rock
And the aqua gentem suffered
But hope seemed to prevail
All it took was time.
The kid from the city in the sky
Uriel Icarus of the Caeli gentem
Quite the oddity the boy was
Not a warrior like his mother
Nor a ruler like his father.
He closed himself in
Almost never to be seen.
The unlivable ice lands Were deadly
But they managed to live
Until the war broke out
Them caught in the middle
Fearing for their lives
Until an opportunity arose
in the form of Soledad Cisneros de Leon
Prince of the Pyrokinetic tribe
Apollo Alistair of the Ignis gentem
Wip of the next character!
I hope he turns out ok.....
Pushed and Hidden beneath the docks
Shallow breaths between the boards
Watching in terror
Unable to move
Screams of sorrow And cries for help
Both go ignored
The unfair battle rages on
Till the screams stop
And the waters go red
Baptized with blood of her mother
Bathed in the blood of her peers
No soul or sound left
Silence...
Beneath the docks she had hid