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Fat Lord Michael Fortinbras leading his troops across the boarder, comes across a mountain village, and claims two attractive commoner tribeswoman as his mistress, laying deep mouth to mouth kisses on both woman.
Fat Nobleman Michael Fortinbras buys the debt of House Veroman. Thus marriage occurs between their oldest daughter Amy and Michael, against Amy's will in exchange for the debt to be cancelled. Lord Michael kisses the bride.
Fat Lord Michael Fortinbras successfully conquers a major city in enemy nation. At bar 3 female willing making out with the fat lord. The female adventure, female bard, female knight each wanting something different from the lord in exchange for sleeping with him.
fnina a cooker finds an mysterious black mushroom when he ate it he got void mushrooms powers
Fat Lord Michael Fortinbras writing down in order every woman he has claimed, however is meet with uneasy from his Wife, the priest concubine, and his mistress woodcutter woman as they 3 explain they are pregnant now all of them after starting morning after sickness. Fat Lord Michael Fortinbras pats each woman belly in evil victory.
Fat Lord Michael Fortinbras, is brought 3 noblewoman widows whose husbands died in battle vs Lord Fortinbras in take over of the city. Thus Fat Lord Fortinbras kisses each of them claiming them as his new secondary wives. Each woman with look of horror after each kiss and realization of marriage to the fat lord.
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
I want to be in the attack on titan world and be with mikasa
superhero story
As “The Everything “(who is the creator and the destroyer) splits its body into small fractions, it goes into a deep slumber. These small fractions became 7 young girls with different powers and abilites at the cost of their own loyalty as they must now watch and guard the multiverse/omniverse from both good and evil dispersing within all the realms to maintain balance. they were called "The Himes" however...it seems like while these were born...an 8th hime was created from the remains of the everything´s carcass. This girl had no body of her own and was at first emotionless, yet after being defeated by the protagonist. The Truth absorbed her and sent her into the abyss...where there she became self aware...came back stronger then ever and trapped Truth into his own game. she has now come back for revenge against the mightest of gods Her name is "Z" she wears a dress that goes slightly below her knees and is dark purple and gray, She also has dark purple socks, a red bow, and black dress shoes. She wears a hat with two slits in the front, where her two bangs come out, the rest of her hair being tied in a ponytail her hair is pink and her her eyes are white and black. her cloak color is grey.
Panel 1: Gamer at computer dies Panel 2: Baby held by queen in castle Panel 3: Young prince with magic book Panel 4: Prince summoning fire magic Panel 5: Prince fighting dragon Panel 6: Prince becomes demon king
FIX MY PROMPT can you make an comic strips output about (ALKANE,ALKENE,ALKYNE) AND WITH THIS RUBICS.....Objectives: By the end of this performance task, students should be able to: 1. Demonstrate understanding of the properties and applications of alkanes, alkenes, and alkynes. 2. Communicate scientific concepts through creative storytelling and visual representation. 3. Apply student choice in selecting themes, metaphors, or real-life contexts to illustrate hydrocarbon behavi 4. Showcase critical thinking and originality in connecting chemistry to everyday life. Task Create a comic strip that illustrates your chosen interpretation of alkanes, alkenes, and alkynes. You decide the storyline, characters, and setting. You may highlight chemical properties, laboratory behavior, or real-world applications. Humor, drama, or fantasy themes are welcome. Format It can be in a digital form or drawing. Minimum of 6 panels (at least 2 panels per hydrocarbon type). Include dialogue or narration that explains your chosen focus clearly. Paper type and size are your choice. Ensure neatness and readability. CAN YOU DO IT LIKE AN A LOVE STORY WITH UHM A BOY AND GIRL IN THE PANGASINAN STATE UNIVERSITY LINGAYEN CAMPUS. LIKE THEY WERE CLASSMATES IN ORGANIC CHEMISTRY COURSE THEN THE BOY LIKES HIS CLASSMATE WHICH IS THE GIRL.... SO WHILE THEY WERE IN THE LIBRARY STUDYING AND THEN SUDDENLY IT HAVE AN UNEXPECTED PORTAL. SO THEY ARE CURUIOS ABOUT IT SO THEY GO ON THAT PORTAL THEN THAT PORTAL GOES TO THE TIME THAT THE ALKANE, ALKENE, ALKYNE DISCOVERED. THEY WILL MEET WHO DISCOVERED THOSE ALKANE,ALKENE, AND ALKYNE... AND THE BOY REMEMBER THAT THE BOOK THEY STUDYING AT THE LIBRARY IS ALL ABOUT THE ALKANE,ALKENE, AND ALYKNE. AND BY GOING TO THE PORTAL THEY BOTH UNDERSTAND THE DIFFRENCE OF THE THREE. ADD PLOT TWIST THAT THEY FALL FOR EACH OTHER WHILE BEING IN THE PORTAL.. 21 PANELS 4PANELS FOR ALKANE, 4PANELS FOR ALKENE, AND LASTLY 4PANELS FOR ALKYNE... AND THE FIRST-THIRD IS THE INTRO AND THE LAST 19-21 PANELS IS FOR THE END OF THE STORY
a boy named kai is walking down a street with his brother jack they are talking about what powers they would like then nthey find a mysterious objact glitching and then they was confused so they ran home to research it but nothing came up so they opened the strange box there was a apple with like venom on it so kai took a bit it was disgusting but then he passed out but a few hours later he woke up feeling better than ever
a man named Sao Shing who is transported to a harsh glacial survival world alongside other people, including his late boss's sister-in-law, Lu Mushe. Upon arrival, he discovers a unique hidden talent called Eternal Power, which allows him to make any temporary buff applied to his units permanent. Class Selection: Sao Shing chooses the Ice Mage class, while he advises Lu Mushe to become an Aurora Knight to leverage her support buffs. Survival Mechanics: The duo faces extreme cold, requiring them to manage their Lord's Cabin and Campfire levels to survive the night Strategic Advantage: By using his talent, Sao Shing turns basic survival buffs, like Frost Heal, into permanent status effects for his group members, creating a significant edge in combat and efficiency
Một cô sinh viên đại học tình cờ xuyên không về thời cổ đại sau khi chạm tay vào một cổ vật lịch sử
A young thin man searches for a foreign city to go to university, he founds one, what he doesnt know is that this whole city is run by Beautiful giantesses, they are huge, but its also a really modern city not like his village
A young petite gril founds that a strange application has appeared in his phone, this app lets her change the reality however she wants, to try it she changes her hair color to a teal blue
A large buff older man get transported to another world and uses his wrestling skills to become the demon king
Hair Raiser: Project Hope — Case 18-1-2-9-5-19 is a science-horror novel about a secret underground research facility where scientists attempt to cure disease and repair damaged bodies using an experimental virus called HRV-13. At first the results appear miraculous—paralysis reverses, cancer disappears, and broken nervous systems regenerate. But the virus begins to behave unpredictably, amplifying the body’s natural processes instead of simply healing them. As the experiments escalate from animals to humans, the line between recovery and mutation begins to blur. The story unfolds through the perspective of a lone survivor exploring the abandoned facility and reading the journal of the lead scientist, slowly uncovering how a project meant to bring hope turned into a catastrophic biological experiment.
Panel 1 Wide shot: A private chamber in the Fortinbras estate. Candlelight. Heavy curtains. The three women sit together—the Wife seated formally, the Priestess Concubine calm but guarded, the Woodcutter Girl nervous and out of place. Caption: Within House Fortinbras, even quiet conversations carried the weight of power. Wife: “Sit. We will speak plainly.” Panel 2 Closer shot: The wife folds her hands in her lap, composed and stern. Wife: “You both belong to this household now.” “So tell me… when my lord calls for you, how often does he summon you?” Panel 3 Priestess concubine close-up: She averts her eyes slightly, but answers with controlled dignity. Priestess Concubine: “Often enough that I understand my place.” “To him, companionship is not tenderness.” “It is appetite, authority… and legacy.” Panel 4 Woodcutter close-up: She looks uneasy, fingers tightened in her dress. Woodcutter: “I stopped counting.” “When he wants someone, he sends for her.” “That is all there is to it.” Panel 5 The wife watches both women carefully. Her face is unreadable. Wife: “Then you understand the next matter.” “If either of you becomes pregnant, what were you told to expect?” Panel 6 Priestess concubine speaking: Calm, bitter wisdom in her expression. Priestess Concubine: “That the child will belong to House Fortinbras before it belongs to me.” “That nurses, tutors, and household servants will raise it in the lord’s name.” “That blood matters more than a mother’s wishes.” Panel 7 Woodcutter speaking, tense: She looks smaller in the room, overwhelmed by the reality of it. Woodcutter: “I was told I would be watched day and night.” “Fed well. Guarded. Kept safe.” “But not for my sake.” “For the child.” Panel 8 The wife leans slightly forward. Her tone is firm, instructional. Wife: “That is the truth.” “In this house, any child of Lord Fortinbras is part of the house’s future.” “They are raised for rank, obedience, and usefulness.” Panel 9 Half-panel focus on the wife, dark background behind her for emphasis. Wife: “They will learn the name Fortinbras before they learn their own desires.” “They will be taught duty, inheritance, and power.” “Some will strengthen alliances. Some will serve the estate. All will carry his shadow.” Panel 10 Priestess concubine looks at the wife directly for the first time. Priestess Concubine: “And the mothers?” “What becomes of us after the child is born?” Panel 11 The wife answers. Her expression softens only slightly, but remains severe. Wife: “That depends.” “A wise woman may gain security, comfort, even influence.” “A foolish one will remain only what she was when she entered this house.” “Useful… but never truly free.” Panel 12 Final dramatic panel: The three women in silence. The wife sits upright at center, the priestess thoughtful, the woodcutter shaken. Candlelight flickers. Woodcutter (small text): “So the child is born into power… and we are not?” Wife: “The child is claimed by power from its first breath.” “That is the way of House Fortinbras.” Caption: And in that chamber, each woman understood that motherhood in a great house was not mercy… but submission to legacy.
As “The Everything “(who is the creator and the destroyer) splits its body into small fractions, it goes into a deep slumber. These small fractions became 7 young girls with different powers and abilites at the cost of their own loyalty as they must now watch and guard the multiverse/omniverse from both good and evil dispersing within all the realms to maintain balance. however...it seems like while these were born...an 8th hime was created from the remains of everything´s carcass. This girl had no body of her own and was at first emotionless, yet after being defeated by the protagonist. The Truth absorbed her and sent her into the abyss...where there she became self aware...came back stronger then ever and trapped Truth into his own game. she has now come back for revenge against the mightest of gods Her name is "Z" she wears a dress that goes slightly below her knees and is dark purple and gray, She also has dark purple socks, a red bow, and black dress shoes. She wears a hat with two slits in the front, where her two bangs come out, the rest of her hair being tied in a ponytail her hair is pink and her her eyes are white and black. her cloak color is grey.
Panel 1 Wide shot: A vast noble bedchamber under low candlelight. Lord Michael Fortinbras, his wife, the priestess concubine, and the woodcutter girl all lie beneath the same tangled sheets in the great bed. Their state of undress and the disordered bedding make the situation clear without lingering on it. Fortinbras is already asleep, snoring heavily. SFX: GRRRHHH… KHHH… Caption: The lord slept soundly, as though nothing in the chamber could trouble him. Panel 2 Closer shot: The woodcutter girl lies awake near the edge of the bed, clutching the blanket close to herself. Her face is tense and exhausted. In the background, the wife lies silent with eyes closed, unmoving, while the priestess concubine stares upward in weary thought. Woodcutter (small text): “…Are you awake?” Panel 3 Priestess close-up: She turns her head slightly toward the woodcutter. Priestess: “Yes.” Panel 4 Two-shot: The woodcutter keeps her voice low so as not to wake either Lord Fortinbras or the wife. Woodcutter: “Do you still believe?” Priestess: “…In what?” Panel 5 Woodcutter close-up: Her expression is bitter, wounded, and searching. Woodcutter: “In God.” “In justice.” “In anything beyond men like him.” Panel 6 Medium shot: Fortinbras’s huge sleeping form dominates the background; the women are smaller beneath the sheets in the foreground. Woodcutter: “We are made to share his bed whenever he desires.” “He sleeps in comfort.” “And we lie here as though our will means nothing.” “So tell me…” “What kind of God watches that and stays silent?” Panel 7 Priestess close-up: Shadow crosses her face. Priestess: “There was a time I would have answered easily.” “I would have spoken of trials, of divine order, of justice beyond this world.” Panel 8 Half-panel: The priestess looks toward the dark canopy above. Priestess: “But such words sound different here.” “They are lighter in a temple…” “…than in a lord’s bed.” Panel 9 Woodcutter close-up: Her jaw tightens. Woodcutter: “Then God is weak.” Panel 10 Priestess turns to face her fully. Priestess: “Or distant.” “Or silent.” “Or perhaps men commit cruelty and call it their right, because no one dares deny them.” Panel 11 Three-woman composition: The wife is now visibly awake, listening in silence, though she says nothing. The priestess and woodcutter remain the focus. Woodcutter: “Then we are powerless.” “Even with God.” Priestess: “For now.” “Faith does not unmake cruel men.” “It does not break a lord’s power in a single night.” “The powerless endure by learning where power lives… and waiting for it to crack.” Panel 12 Final wide panel: All four remain in the same bed beneath the heavy blankets—Fortinbras asleep and oblivious, the wife silent and unreadable, the priestess grim, the woodcutter staring into darkness. SFX: GRRRHHH… Priestess: “Do not mistake silence for approval.” “The heavens may be silent…” “…but silence is not surrender.” Caption: And so the night endured beneath one man’s shadow, while three women measured the cost of living under it.
Le Collège des Gaffeurs Introduction L’histoire se passe dans un collège assez calme. Les élèves vont en classe tous les jours et la vie est normale. Lucas Martin est un garçon de 14 ans qui arrive comme nouvel élève. Il est gentil, drôle et il veut toujours aider les autres. Mais il est aussi très maladroit. Avant lui, la classe était tranquille et un peu sérieuse. Lucas veut avoir des amis et être bien dans le collège. Développement Le premier problème arrive pendant un cours de sciences. Lucas met trop de produit dans une expérience et la salle se remplit de mousse. Les élèves rient beaucoup. Après, pendant le sport, il mélange les équipes et personne ne comprend les règles. Le directeur commence à entendre parler de Lucas. Lucas se sent un peu triste parce qu’il pense qu’il fait toujours des erreurs. Il veut être un élève normal mais il n’y arrive pas vraiment. Rebondissements Un jour, les élèves décident de lui donner un diplôme de “Super Gaffeur”. Lucas pense que c’est pour se moquer de lui, mais en réalité les élèves sont gentils. Ils trouvent que grâce à lui, la classe est plus amusante. Lucas comprend que ses erreurs ne sont pas toujours négatif. Dénouement À la fin, Lucas accepte qu’il est un peu maladroit. Il promet de faire attention, mais il reste lui-même. La classe devient plus unie et plus heureuse grâce à lui. Description des personnages : Le héros – Lucas Martin Description physique : Lucas est un garçon de 14 ans, de taille moyenne, avec des cheveux bruns un peu ébouriffés. Il porte des lunettes rondes et un sac à dos trop grand pour lui. Description morale : Il est gentil, serviable et imaginatif, mais très maladroit. Il veut toujours faire le bien, mais crée souvent des situations comiques sans le vouloir. L’héroïne – Emma Dubois Description physique : Emma est une fille sportive, avec des cheveux blonds attachés en queue de cheval et un grand sourire. Description morale : Elle est intelligente, organisée et patiente. Elle aide Lucas à gérer ses gaffes et essaie de garder la classe calme quand tout devient chaotique. L’anti-héros – Maxime Leroy Description physique : Maxime est grand, bien coiffé, avec des cheveux noirs et des vêtements toujours très soignés. Description morale : Il aime attirer l’attention et se montre parfois arrogant, mais il n’est pas méchant. Dans les moments importants, il finit par soutenir le groupe. Les personnages secondaires – Sofia, Jules et le professeur Durant Sofia est petite, très vive et curieuse ; elle pose beaucoup de questions. Jules est plus grand, calme et discret, mais ses remarques sont souvent très drôles. Le professeur Durant, avec ses cheveux gris et sa blouse de laboratoire, est passionné de sciences mais un peu distrait : ses expériences tournent souvent en scènes comiques, ce qui participe à l’ambiance amusante de la classe.
Panel 1 Wide shot: A dark noble bedchamber lit only by a dying hearth. The massive shape of Lord Michael Fortinbras lies asleep in the background, half-buried in blankets, his loud snoring filling the room. In the foreground, the Woodcutter Girl and the Priestess Concubine lie awake, staring into the darkness. SFX: GRRRHHH… KHHH… Caption: The lord slept soundly. Panel 2 Closer shot: The woodcutter lies stiffly on her side, eyes open, face tired and hollow. Woodcutter (small text): “…Are you awake?” Panel 3 Priestess close-up: She turns her head slightly on the pillow, eyes half-lidded, calm but worn. Priestess: “Yes.” Panel 4 Two-shot: The woodcutter hesitates, clutching the blanket near her chest. The priestess watches her quietly. Woodcutter: “Do you still believe?” Priestess: “…In what?” Panel 5 Woodcutter close-up: Pain and anger mix on her face. Woodcutter: “In God.” “In justice.” “In anything beyond this room.” Panel 6 Woodcutter continues, eyes wet but hard: The shadow of Fortinbras looms blurry in the background. Woodcutter: “We are brought here whenever he desires.” “He sleeps like a king.” “And we lie here like we are nothing.” “So tell me…” “What kind of God sees that and says nothing?” Panel 7 Priestess close-up: Her face turns solemn, almost haunted. Priestess: “There was a time…” “I would have answered you easily.” “I would have said suffering has purpose.” “That heaven sees all.” “That justice waits beyond mortal reach.” Panel 8 Half-panel: The priestess looks toward the dark ceiling. Candlelight catches her tired eyes. Priestess: “But words like that are easier to speak in a temple…” “…than in a lord’s bedchamber.” Panel 9 Woodcutter sits up slightly, expression sharpening with bitterness. Woodcutter: “Then God is weak.” Panel 10 Priestess turns to look directly at her. Priestess: “Or distant.” “Or silent.” “Or perhaps men simply commit evil…” “…and call it fate so they need not fear judgment.” Panel 11 Two-shot: The woodcutter looks shaken, but intent. The priestess remains composed. Woodcutter: “Then we are powerless.” “Even with God.” Priestess: “For now.” “Faith does not break locks.” “It does not stop cruel men.” “The powerless endure by learning where power lives… and waiting for the moment it shifts.” Panel 12 Final wide panel: Fortinbras remains asleep in the background, snoring like some vast beast. In the foreground, the priestess stares into the dark with grim resolve, while the woodcutter lies beside her, silent and thinking. SFX: GRRRHHH… Priestess: “Do not mistake silence for approval.” “The heavens may be silent…” “…but silence is not surrender.” Caption: And so the night passed beneath the weight of one man’s power… and the fragile refusal of two women to let despair become truth.
Panel 1 (Full-width splash, establishing shot) Wide exterior view of Blackspire Keep at night, snow falling gently. A lone rider (Lady Seraphine in dark cloak) approaches the gates on horseback. Caption (top): "Midnight. The eve of his nameday." SFX: clip-clop… clip-clop… Panel 2 (Medium shot) Seraphine dismounts in the courtyard. Servants scatter in fear at her expression—eyes narrowed, lips pressed thin. Close-up inset on her face: subtle disgust already flickering. Thought bubble (small): …I only wished to surprise him. Panel 3 (Tall vertical panel) Seraphine strides down a torch-lit corridor, riding crop dangling loosely. Her boots echo. Background: shadows stretch long. SFX: thud… thud… thud… Panel 4 (Wide panel, door POV) The heavy solar door creaks open. Warm candlelight pours out. Foreground: Seraphine's silhouette in the doorway, cloak billowing slightly. Inside: chaotic bed scene just visible—bare limbs, tangled sheets, laughter frozen mid-breath. Panel 5 (Large panel, reveal) Full interior shot of the decadent bedroom: massive four-poster bed, candles guttering, furs and silks strewn everywhere. Center: Fat Lord Fortinbras sprawled naked, belly shining with sweat, surrounded by four equally naked noblewomen (two mother-daughter pairs: Mirene & Celine Varnholt; Elira & Lyssia Drayce). They freeze, eyes wide in horror. Under the bed: two more half-hidden girls in shifts, peeking out in terror. SFX: gasp! Panel 6 (Close-up on Seraphine) Tight on her face—eyes half-lidded, upper lip curled in revulsion. No shout. Just quiet, visceral disgust. A single bead of sweat rolls down her temple (not from anger—from sheer distaste). Thought bubble: …This… is what my husband chooses. Panel 7 (Medium group shot) The women scramble in panic: sheets tear, bare feet slap stone, arms cover themselves. Mirene clutches fabric; Celine bolts; Elira drags her daughter. The two under-bed girls crawl out, red-faced, fleeing past Seraphine like rats. Background: Fortinbras wheezes, trying to sit up, belly jiggling pathetically. Panel 8 (Over-the-shoulder from Seraphine) She stands motionless. View past her shoulder: the fleeing women disappear down the hall. Fortinbras in foreground, small and ridiculous on the ruined bed, mouth open in excuse. His speech bubble (stammering): "S-Seraphine… my love… this is—" Panel 9 (Extreme close-up on Seraphine) Her eyes only—cold, contemptuous pupils reflecting candle flames. No dialogue. Just a slow, deliberate blink of disgust. SFX: soft … Panel 10 (Medium shot) Seraphine steps forward one pace. She reaches out slowly and plucks a long auburn hair (Mirene's) from his damp chest. Holds it up between thumb and forefinger like something diseased. Her expression: lip curled further, nostrils slightly flared. Panel 11 (Tight two-shot) Close on Fortinbras's face—sweat pouring, small eyes darting, pleading. Inset panel (small): Seraphine's mouth, corners turned down in pure revulsion. Her dialogue (quiet, flat): "You are… disgusting." Panel 12 (Full-page splash, final blow) Seraphine turns her back and walks out, cloak swirling. The door begins to close behind her. Foreground: Fortinbras alone on the wrecked bed, naked, small, surrounded by cooling candles and the stench of his own excess. His face: crumpled in shame. Background fades to black around the edges. Caption (bottom, small text): She feels no fury. Only nausea. SFX: click (door shutting) (End scene.)
Moments later she appeared in the forest. Before the tree. Before the woodcutter. “Greetings, woodcutter,” she said casually. The man turned and smiled. “Greetings, traveler.” He raised his axe slightly in greeting. “Would you like to accept a quest?” Virella tilted her head. “Tell me something first.” The woodcutter blinked. “Yes?” “Where is the wood you’ve gathered?” He hesitated. “Well… the wood I gathered is…” His voice faltered. Virella stepped closer. “Where is your house?” “I… live with my mother and sister…” “And what are their names?” Silence. The woodcutter’s breathing quickened. Virella’s eyes gleamed with faint magic. “When was the last time you brought wood home?” “The last time I—” His voice broke. “How long have you been cutting this tree?” “I have been cutting this tree for…” He froze. In color.
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Moments later she appeared in the forest. Before the tree. Before the woodcutter. “Greetings, woodcutter,” she said casually. The man turned and smiled. “Greetings, traveler.” He raised his axe slightly in greeting. “Would you like to accept a quest?” Virella tilted her head. “Tell me something first.” The woodcutter blinked. “Yes?” “Where is the wood you’ve gathered?” He hesitated. “Well… the wood I gathered is…” His voice faltered. Virella stepped closer. “Where is your house?” “I… live with my mother and sister…” “And what are their names?” Silence. The woodcutter’s breathing quickened. Virella’s eyes gleamed with faint magic. “When was the last time you brought wood home?” “The last time I—” His voice broke. “How long have you been cutting this tree?” “I have been cutting this tree for…” He froze. Virella leaned close to his ear. “You’ve been cutting this tree for five hundred years.” The man’s face drained of color. “You haven’t moved from this spot.” Her voice grew colder. “You haven’t chopped any wood.” “You haven’t taken anything home.” “Your sister and your mother have been dead for five hundred years.” The world seemed to collapse around him. “You have no home.” She whispered the final truth. “You don’t even have a name.” Memories flooded his mind. A small house. A loving mother. A laughing sister. Cold winter nights. Then darkness. Chains. Magic. Pain. His scream tore through the forest. “No… no this can’t be real… this can’t be real!” His body trembled violently. For a moment— it seemed the enchantment might break. Then he turned back toward the tree. And raised his axe. “I need to gather wood,” he muttered weakly. “My family needs it for the winter.” Kaelis watched from the mirror, tears falling. Virella smiled faintly. “Then live in ignorance for another five hundred years.” She turned away. “The god who destroyed your life doesn’t even remember you.” Her voice faded as she disappeared. “And neither will I.”
The next day, Kaelis stood before another goddess. Virella. Younger than Lysera, but far more dangerous. Where Lysera embodied order, Virella embodied something older—magic, shadows, curiosity. Kaelis explained everything. The woodcutter. The broken destiny. The impossible choice he made. Virella listened with mild amusement. “You want me to test him,” she concluded. “Yes.” Virella sighed. “You won’t like the outcome.” But she agreed. They are both women with little armor in a marble palace they look divine while virela looks more like a darker outcast but still beatiful and divine In color.
Ai, 17 and Japanese, gets turned into Nike of Samothrace. Ai has a short hazel bob cut hair with emerald eyes. Although the statue is armless along with the flowing drapery and marble wings, her head stays intact after her petrification.
A 18 year old Japanese woman named Mika, who gets turned into the Venus de Milo. She has a short black hair with a bang covering her left eye and with a heart necklace and has grey eyes. She's seminude and armless after the petrification. She's the copy of the Venus de Milo in a museum with her likeness intact.
Panel 1 (large) A swirl of soft light as LunaVale appears — silver hair flowing, crescent staff glowing. Riku (off-panel): “…Who’s that?” Panel 2 (small) Close-up of LunaVale’s gentle smile. Panel 3 (medium) Riku’s eyes widen slightly — the first spark of interest Panel 4 (small) Chat bubble pops up: LunaVale: “Hi! Are you running this dungeon alone?”
Blair is a young warrior in his mid 20s with a short beard and a short mustache. He has short brown hair and is 5'7. Lilith is the demon of lust, crimson skin with horns, demonic wings and sharp claws. Lilith has glowing crimson eyes. The story continues as Blair kneels before Lilith who is now twice his height. She summons a mirror in front of them both as she stands behind Blair, who can see their height difference. She proceeds to taunt him, reminding him that she owns him now. Lilith proceeds to lift up one leg and place her foot on top of Blair's head as they stand in front of the mirror, commanding him to kneel and reflect on my status as a man which Blair does.
Role / Style Instruction (keep at top): You are a professional black-and-white manga artist illustrating a finished manga page. Follow panel composition, camera direction, tone, and pacing exactly. Do not redesign characters or alter story content. PAGE GOAL Establish a calm fantasy village where magic is ordinary, subtly introduce social distance around the main character, and clearly define his relaxed, grounded personality. The page should feel warm and normal, with an underlying sense of quiet separation. PAGE LAYOUT One large horizontal establishing panel at the top Two stacked panels beneath it Clean gutters Natural left-to-right reading flow No extreme angles, no dramatic effects PANEL 1 — ESTABLISHING THE WORLD Wide village street in the morning. Warm light. Lived-in fantasy environment. Show everyday magic, treated as routine: A baker flicks a small controlled flame from his fingertip like striking a match Water floats smoothly into jars, shaping itself gently A woman calmly pulls glowing thread from thin air; it spins briefly before wrapping neatly onto a spool No one reacts to the magic. This is normal life. Dialogue placement (light, unobtrusive): Villager 1: “Morning already? Wind’s lively today.” Villager 2 (smiling): “Better than yesterday. Fire mage nearly burned the stall again.” Magic should feel subtle and practical, not flashy. PANEL 2 — THE WATCHING EYES Kaisen Lorenin walks down the street with dual swords crossed on his back. He is centered, walking calmly. Villagers are half-hidden: Faces peeking from doorways and windows Eyes visible before mouths Whispering posture Composition should isolate Kaisen within the crowd. Dialogue (small, quiet speech bubbles): Villager 3 (whispering): “That’s Lorenin’s boy.” Villager 4: “He got time magic, right?” Villager 3: “…Yeah. Something like that.” PANEL 3 — KAISEN’S RESPONSE Close-medium, three-quarter view of Kaisen. Relaxed posture Genuine, casual smile Small wave No visible magic Clean background with fewer villagers This panel belongs entirely to him. Dialogue: Kaisen: “Morning.” CHARACTER NOTES (DO NOT ALTER) Kaisen Lorenin: calm, approachable, grounded, no visible magic use Dual swords on his back at all times No dramatic expressions yet TONE & STYLE Black and white manga style Clean linework Minimal effects Subtle shading Realistic proportions Calm pacing Magic integrated into daily life IMPORTANT CONSTRAINTS Do NOT add extra characters Do NOT change dialogue Do NOT add dramatic magic effects Do NOT make villagers openly hostile Do NOT change panel layout This page should feel peaceful, normal, and quietly distant.