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~Huma's entry on [Basic] Dark Class: Shadow Control~
IC-ly, each shadow was done separatedly and not linked like the picture above; it was just for aesthetic purpose.

I wanted to make a comic but past weeks were very busy so skdjfdskjf earthquake class coming next!
...and please forgive my derpiness below my son is innocent ok

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One day, Huma was skimming through books he might could get reference from for his classes, and stumbled on an old book in a shelf no one really visits often. It was a novel, apparently. The title was so washed off it couldn't be read anymore, and pages were torn or faded heavily. Though, the last page was still readable enough.

"Son, my dear Son! Please do not flee from the kingdom," pleaded the Elven King of Milkwood.

The young elf kept running towards the palace's gate without even stop or looking back. His mind was set. "Aba! I will not follow your footstep. I want to be what I inspire myself to be!"

Before the father could do anything else than chasing his only son, a self-claimed-reindeer elk hopped on the space between them, stopping his king. And in a hoarse voice it started to sing, "Let him go, let him go, don't hold him back anymore!"

The Elven King fell on his knees, his heart was so moved by such a sincere song sung by his loyal steed. His son was going to follow a path he couldn't bear to witness. In the name of Odin, what and where things went wrong...?

Before he stepped out from the gate, the Elven son halted his steps and firmly said to his father. "I will come back home someday, after I become The Lord of t- (page torn)

'It was so inspiring,' Huma told to himself. 'The son went that far to become what he wanted to be, even by leaving his home and neglecting his own father. Such bravery!' That's it. That's the story which figures he wanted to reenact for his dark class. Feeling excited, he slipped the old novel back to its shelf and was too excited to miss a small scribble on the back cover. It was the title of the book.

-The Lord of the Kinks-

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I'M GONE I'M GONE I'M GOING TO SLEEP NOW ZSDKFJDSZZZZZZZZZZZZ

Description

~Huma's entry on [Basic] Dark Class: Shadow Control~
IC-ly, each shadow was done separatedly and not linked like the picture above; it was just for aesthetic purpose.

I wanted to make a comic but past weeks were very busy so skdjfdskjf earthquake class coming next!
...and please forgive my derpiness below my son is innocent ok

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One day, Huma was skimming through books he might could get reference from for his classes, and stumbled on an old book in a shelf no one really visits often. It was a novel, apparently. The title was so washed off it couldn't be read anymore, and pages were torn or faded heavily. Though, the last page was still readable enough.

"Son, my dear Son! Please do not flee from the kingdom," pleaded the Elven King of Milkwood.

The young elf kept running towards the palace's gate without even stop or looking back. His mind was set. "Aba! I will not follow your footstep. I want to be what I inspire myself to be!"

Before the father could do anything else than chasing his only son, a self-claimed-reindeer elk hopped on the space between them, stopping his king. And in a hoarse voice it started to sing, "Let him go, let him go, don't hold him back anymore!"

The Elven King fell on his knees, his heart was so moved by such a sincere song sung by his loyal steed. His son was going to follow a path he couldn't bear to witness. In the name of Odin, what and where things went wrong...?

Before he stepped out from the gate, the Elven son halted his steps and firmly said to his father. "I will come back home someday, after I become The Lord of t- (page torn)

'It was so inspiring,' Huma told to himself. 'The son went that far to become what he wanted to be, even by leaving his home and neglecting his own father. Such bravery!' That's it. That's the story which figures he wanted to reenact for his dark class. Feeling excited, he slipped the old novel back to its shelf and was too excited to miss a small scribble on the back cover. It was the title of the book.

-The Lord of the Kinks-

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I'M GONE I'M GONE I'M GOING TO SLEEP NOW ZSDKFJDSZZZZZZZZZZZZ