Creature Battle Manga

Ancient past: a forgotten kingdom under stormy night. A cloaked man arrives at the royal palace. Dark, silent atmosphere, no clear identity revealed.
Crea un chico leyendo un libro en su habitación un chico de cabello medio puntiagudo y ojos redondos
A boy named Ramal running in yard and see the purple thing in the ground and he wanted to grab it but the purple thing was in his heart and he falls to groun the. He wakes up in hospital
A young feminine looking male superhero with the ability to fly and super strength. The superhero is out on his Hero Patrol of the city when he comes across a group of thugs robbing a store
A modern city, three friends standing in front of a school. Omar: Today I will show a new AI project! Zakaria: Let’s see how powerful it is! Soikot: If AI really works, it will be amazin
A young man he has a superpower of dark void thinking about something and his friend basic An ordinary triangle with a mouth and eyes and legs shouts at him to pay attention to him
a human girl named Viola wanders through a portal and ends up in this place known as Green Heart City. she looks around in shock seeing all the different types of beings
A sexy girl name Kunishka cheats on her husband suryansh
buatkan tugas komik tentang migrasi dan emigrasi
A school full of students
UN NIÑO QUIERE APRENDER MATEMATICAS Y SUS COMPAÑEROS SOLO QUIEREN JUGARRRRR LA PROFESORA LES CASTIGA POR NO ATENDER LAS CLASE.........
it needs to be in color( no weapon no book) Her fingers traced the cold iron bars. How many nights had she spent here? How many times had she counted the bars, unable to sleep? The space smelled like hay and rust and old wood. There were scratches in the walls—claw marks from previous performers, maybe. Or from her own restless nights. She curled up on the mattress, tail wrapped around herself, ears flat against her skull. "I’m a bird trapped in a cage," she whispered to the darkness. The lantern flickered. And then—movement outside her window. A tall figure passed by, silhouetted against the moonlight. Cinder sat up, ears perking. The figure wore a long coat and a plague doctor mask—the beak curved and sharp. But strangest of all, faint stars seemed to glow across the mask’s surface, like constellations trapped in porcelain. Her heart skipped. Who—? The figure moved silently through the sleeping circus, heading toward the edge of the grounds. For the first time in weeks, she felt something other than despair. Curiosity.
it needs to be in color( no weapon no book) Her fingers traced the cold iron bars. How many nights had she spent here? How many times had she counted the bars, unable to sleep? The space smelled like hay and rust and old wood. There were scratches in the walls—claw marks from previous performers, maybe. Or from her own restless nights. She curled up on the mattress, tail wrapped around herself, ears flat against her skull. "I’m a bird trapped in a cage," she whispered to the darkness. The lantern flickered. And then—movement outside her window. A tall figure passed by, silhouetted against the moonlight. Cinder sat up, ears perking. The figure wore a long coat and a plague doctor mask—the beak curved and sharp. But strangest of all, faint stars seemed to glow across the mask’s surface, like constellations trapped in porcelain. Her heart skipped. Who—? The figure moved silently through the sleeping circus, heading toward the edge of the grounds. For the first time in weeks, she felt something other than despair. Curiosity.
it needs to be in color( no weapon no book) Her fingers traced the cold iron bars. How many nights had she spent here? How many times had she counted the bars, unable to sleep? The space smelled like hay and rust and old wood. There were scratches in the walls—claw marks from previous performers, maybe. Or from her own restless nights. She curled up on the mattress, tail wrapped around herself, ears flat against her skull. "I’m a bird trapped in a cage," she whispered to the darkness. The lantern flickered. And then—movement outside her window. A tall figure passed by, silhouetted against the moonlight. Cinder sat up, ears perking. The figure wore a long coat and a plague doctor mask—the beak curved and sharp. But strangest of all, faint stars seemed to glow across the mask’s surface, like constellations trapped in porcelain. Her heart skipped. Who—? The figure moved silently through the sleeping circus, heading toward the edge of the grounds. For the first time in weeks, she felt something other than despair. Curiosity.
it needs to be in color( no weapon no book) Her fingers traced the cold iron bars. How many nights had she spent here? How many times had she counted the bars, unable to sleep? The space smelled like hay and rust and old wood. There were scratches in the walls—claw marks from previous performers, maybe. Or from her own restless nights. She curled up on the mattress, tail wrapped around herself, ears flat against her skull. "I’m a bird trapped in a cage," she whispered to the darkness. The lantern flickered. And then—movement outside her window. A tall figure passed by, silhouetted against the moonlight. Cinder sat up, ears perking. The figure wore a long coat and a plague doctor mask—the beak curved and sharp. But strangest of all, faint stars seemed to glow across the mask’s surface, like constellations trapped in porcelain. Her heart skipped. Who—? The figure moved silently through the sleeping circus, heading toward the edge of the grounds. For the first time in weeks, she felt something other than despair. Curiosity.
caracter 1 smoking a cigarret
4 Girls Are In The Lesson Room
Russia in the 1990s. A young man, Ivan, about 25, is dressed in sportswear. He has a short haircut and a scar on his nose. He smokes a cigarette on the balcony
A young man with grey hair and blue-yellow iris eyes. He is wearing a black suit holding a gun and in the background the whole forest on fire. He is looking at us through his side eyes
Il medico nutrizionista visita la sua paziente nel suo studio, lei è infelice perché nonostante pensi di stare seguendo un giusto regime non vede risultati
A young man is walking calmly when a red-haired girl bumps into him.
A main character transferee young girl with cold expression, smart, and chill and his classmate is aggressive, hyper, and kind. the boy greeted the girl and the girl response but in a cold way
all three male friends talking
Make his t-shirt white
O anjo espectral da janela
Tovack (the white boy with dark hair), Rixa (the black girl with white hair) and Ajax (the black man) are in the woods, dressed in jeans and T-shirt looking for a mysterious white snake.
I about a boy o lives to play
Hace cinco milenios, el equilibrio era perfecto. Los humanos, elfos y semihumanos compartían el mundo terrenal, mientras los dioses y espíritus observaban su paz desde el plano astral.
A young Hawaiian man named Gilli decided to escape his abusive family and travels to Uzbekistan. What seems like an escape quickly turns into his biggest nightmare as he notices strange horses stalk him at night.
Serious manga portrait, staring directly at viewer. Intense eyes. Detailed face, shadows.
Akari is the quiet librarian of this hidden archive. One day, a boy named Leo comes in looking for a "lost letter." He’s a regular, and Akari has a massive crush on him, but she stays professional.
Kara and Chris have developed feelings and the come to a head at work
Full color manga panels. No text, no speech bubbles. A snowy mountain path during a storm. In the distance, a tall man (Frost) walks steadily through the snow, his figure cutting through the harsh wind. Far ahead of him, a young wolf-girl stands facing him, her body tense against the cold. The wolf-girl’s eyes sharpen as she recognizes him through the storm. Her expression shifts rapidly, a flash of relief and happiness crossing her face as her tail lifts behind her. As he approaches closer, his presence calm and unwavering, her expression tightens. The initial warmth fades, replaced by a stubborn, slightly upset look. Her arms pull closer to her body, her posture closing off. Frost finally stands in front of her, composed and steady, a subtle, warm smile forming on his face as snow falls around them. The contrast between his calm and her conflicted emotions fills the moment.
Full color manga panels. No text, no speech bubbles. A snowy mountain path during a storm. In the distance, a tall man (Frost) walks steadily through the snow, his figure cutting through the harsh wind. Far ahead of him, a young wolf-girl stands facing him, her body tense against the cold. The wolf-girl’s eyes sharpen as she recognizes him through the storm. Her expression shifts rapidly, a flash of relief and happiness crossing her face as her tail lifts behind her. As he approaches closer, his presence calm and unwavering, her expression tightens. The initial warmth fades, replaced by a stubborn, slightly upset look. Her arms pull closer to her body, her posture closing off. Frost finally stands in front of her, composed and steady, a subtle, warm smile forming on his face as snow falls around them. The contrast between his calm and her conflicted emotions fills the moment.
Full color manga panels. No text, no speech bubbles. A snowy mountain path during a storm. In the distance, a tall man (Frost) walks steadily through the snow, his figure cutting through the harsh wind. Far ahead of him, a young wolf-girl stands facing him, her body tense against the cold. The wolf-girl’s eyes sharpen as she recognizes him through the storm. Her expression shifts rapidly, a flash of relief and happiness crossing her face as her tail lifts behind her. As he approaches closer, his presence calm and unwavering, her expression tightens. The initial warmth fades, replaced by a stubborn, slightly upset look. Her arms pull closer to her body, her posture closing off. Frost finally stands in front of her, composed and steady, a subtle, warm smile forming on his face as snow falls around them. The contrast between his calm and her conflicted emotions fills the moment.
6-panel manga page, comic strip, story flow, coherent narrative, [Panel 1: (Buchi) small chubby anthro canine walking alone, holding camera, looking timid], [Panel 2: A massive shadow looms over him, (Hirata) huge muscular anthro bear appearing behind Buchi, extreme height difference], [Panel 3: Hirata leans down, placing a large heavy hand on Buchi's small shoulder, teasing grin], [Panel 4: Close up of Buchi looking up, tiny compared to Hirata, eyes wide, heavy blushing, flustered], [Panel 5: Hirata lifting Buchi up slightly by his shirt collar, affectionate bullying, Hirata laughing], [Panel 6: Hirata hugging the small Buchi tightly from behind, Buchi's face buried in his arms, embarrassed], {{{Buchi character}}}, small stature, chubby canine, white fur, floppy ears, {{{Hirata character}}}, giant build, muscular bear, brown fur, monochrome, manga style, screentone, sharp lineart, school uniform, detailed background, high quality
it needs to be in color( no weapon no book) Her fingers traced the cold iron bars. How many nights had she spent here? How many times had she counted the bars, unable to sleep? The space smelled like hay and rust and old wood. There were scratches in the walls—claw marks from previous performers, maybe. Or from her own restless nights. She curled up on the mattress, tail wrapped around herself, ears flat against her skull. "I’m a bird trapped in a cage," she whispered to the darkness. The lantern flickered. And then—movement outside her window. A tall figure passed by, silhouetted against the moonlight. Cinder sat up, ears perking. The figure wore a long coat and a plague doctor mask—the beak curved and sharp. But strangest of all, faint stars seemed to glow across the mask’s surface, like constellations trapped in porcelain. Her heart skipped. Who—? The figure moved silently through the sleeping circus, heading toward the edge of the grounds. For the first time in weeks, she felt something other than despair. Curiosity.
it needs to be in color( no weapon no book) Her fingers traced the cold iron bars. How many nights had she spent here? How many times had she counted the bars, unable to sleep? The space smelled like hay and rust and old wood. There were scratches in the walls—claw marks from previous performers, maybe. Or from her own restless nights. She curled up on the mattress, tail wrapped around herself, ears flat against her skull. "I’m a bird trapped in a cage," she whispered to the darkness. The lantern flickered. And then—movement outside her window. A tall figure passed by, silhouetted against the moonlight. Cinder sat up, ears perking. The figure wore a long coat and a plague doctor mask—the beak curved and sharp. But strangest of all, faint stars seemed to glow across the mask’s surface, like constellations trapped in porcelain. Her heart skipped. Who—? The figure moved silently through the sleeping circus, heading toward the edge of the grounds. For the first time in weeks, she felt something other than despair. Curiosity.
it needs to be in color( no weapon no book) Her fingers traced the cold iron bars. How many nights had she spent here? How many times had she counted the bars, unable to sleep? The space smelled like hay and rust and old wood. There were scratches in the walls—claw marks from previous performers, maybe. Or from her own restless nights. She curled up on the mattress, tail wrapped around herself, ears flat against her skull. "I’m a bird trapped in a cage," she whispered to the darkness. The lantern flickered. And then—movement outside her window. A tall figure passed by, silhouetted against the moonlight. Cinder sat up, ears perking. The figure wore a long coat and a plague doctor mask—the beak curved and sharp. But strangest of all, faint stars seemed to glow across the mask’s surface, like constellations trapped in porcelain. Her heart skipped. Who—? The figure moved silently through the sleeping circus, heading toward the edge of the grounds. For the first time in weeks, she felt something other than despair. Curiosity.
it needs to be in color( no weapon no book) Her fingers traced the cold iron bars. How many nights had she spent here? How many times had she counted the bars, unable to sleep? The space smelled like hay and rust and old wood. There were scratches in the walls—claw marks from previous performers, maybe. Or from her own restless nights. She curled up on the mattress, tail wrapped around herself, ears flat against her skull. "I’m a bird trapped in a cage," she whispered to the darkness. The lantern flickered. And then—movement outside her window. A tall figure passed by, silhouetted against the moonlight. Cinder sat up, ears perking. The figure wore a long coat and a plague doctor mask—the beak curved and sharp. But strangest of all, faint stars seemed to glow across the mask’s surface, like constellations trapped in porcelain. Her heart skipped. Who—? The figure moved silently through the sleeping circus, heading toward the edge of the grounds. For the first time in weeks, she felt something other than despair. Curiosity.
Style: Colored, mature realistic manga. Soft cinematic lighting. Warm indoor tones. Mood: Intimate, calm, slow tension. No exaggeration. ⸻ Panel 1 (Top – wide shot) Bus arriving in Utena. Cold outdoor tones (blue/grey). She stepping off the bus with a small bag. Caption: This time, I went to him. ⸻ Panel 2 Inside his apartment. Warm lighting (soft yellow/orange). Table with sushi boxes. They are sitting across from each other, relaxed. Caption: We had sushi at his place. ⸻ Panel 3 Living room. Dim lighting. Evening mood. She lying slightly on the couch. He sitting close beside her. No text. ⸻ Panel 4 (Close-up, emotional focus) Faces very close. Warm shadows. Soft skin tones. Almost a kiss — tension visible. Small caption (choose one): Option A: He was very close. Option B (more cinematic): Just a breath away. .
Miu has two-tone hair, one side white and the other black. Hange has brown hair in a ponytail. Eren has short brown hair and Levi has short black hair. Miu and Hange are walking down the hall and talking. They hear a commotion coming from Eren's room and decide to paint him. They open his door. They sit on Eren's bed and paint Eren's face. Miu and Hange laugh. Hange suddenly sees Eren waking up and decides to paint himself too. Miu stares at her nervously. When Eren wakes up, he looks surprised. Hange points at Miu and Eren catches her and Hange paints her. They laugh so hard that Levi bursts into the room with his typical angry expression and starts muttering something. Miu looks at Levi nervously and tries to smile. Levi looks away and starts laughing. Then he grabs Miu's hand and pulls her away. When they are alone, Miu watches him nervously. And Levi laughs at her.