Oni Manga

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.
**Panel 1** *Wide establishing shot of the pristine academy hallway—marble floors gleaming under crystal chandeliers, lockers lining walls that look like they belong in a palace rather than a school. Students in expensive uniforms part like the Red Sea. At the far end, a procession approaches: Furina, flanked by four perfectly groomed hangers-on, moves with the fluid arrogance of someone who owns the ground she walks on.* **Panel 2** *Close-up on Furina's face. Sunlight from tall windows catches the blue highlights in her hair and the diamond earrings that probably cost more than a car. Her eyes—sharp, theatrical, scanning the crowd with practiced disdain—suddenly lock onto something off-panel. The corner of her mouth twitches. Not a smile. A predator spotting prey.* **Panel 3** *Dramatic low angle from the protagonist's perspective (Riccardo, brown hair slightly messy, glasses catching the light, worn blazer clearly not from the same tailor as everyone else's). Furina's silhouette blocks the hallway light, her friends fanning out behind her like wings. The perspective makes her seem towering, inevitable.* **Panel 4** *Medium shot. Furina stops abruptly, one hand on her hip, the other adjusting her designer bag strap with deliberate casualness. Her friends giggle behind manicured hands, but Furina's attention is laser-focused. Her cheeks show the faintest hint of pink—barely visible, easily mistaken for the flush of excitement rather than what it really is.* **Panel 5** *Extreme close-up of Furina's lips. Glossy, curled into that cruel, performative smirk. The dialogue balloon drips with theatrical venom:* **"Well, well, well. Look who it is!"** **Panel 6** *Cut to her eyes—wide, almost too bright. The reflection in her pupils shows a tiny, distorted image of you. Her fingers, hidden behind her back in this shot, are clutching her phone so tight her knuckles are white. A small text bubble near her head, small and wavering, reveals her internal monologue (manga-style, grayed out):* *"He wore the blue shirt today... the one that matches his eyes..."* **Panel 7** *Wide shot of the confrontation. The hallway has gone quiet. Other students press against the walls, watching the ritual humiliation. Furina takes one step forward, invading personal space, her head tilted back to look down her nose at you despite the fact that you're taller. Her friends lean in, expecting the usual performance—the comments about your secondhand shoes, your patched bag, your "peasant" glasses.* **Panel 8** *Close-up on Furina's hand. It reaches out as if to flick your collar or snatch your glasses—her usual taunts—but freezes mid-air. The fingers tremble almost imperceptibly. She pulls back, crossing her arms instead, maintaining the fortress of her arrogance.*
The story is about an 8-year-old young girl who finds herself on a mysterious island and she finds that there is not alot of food and her stomach starts growling and she knew she was starting to get hungry as she knew her stomach wouldnt stop after it did its first stomach growl. So she found this tree which grows these special fruits which after she eats one of the fruits to fill her still empty tummy she finds that she was transforming into a monster of some kind as she was growing bigger and her hair was growing longer and rapidly covering her eyes plus she could feel her stomach become more toned as the transformation continued until it stopped and she noticed her new looks and body while looking in the lake near the tree that she got the fruits from. The girl now bigger would use her new body to build herself a temporary shelter within a cave where she would stay as the effects would wear off and she would slowly become younger and would eventually return to her 8-year old self with her toned stomach and longer hair being a reminder of her previous transformation.
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 Hange nervously.Because Hange Betrayed Miu When Eren wakes up, he looks surprised. Hange points at Miu and Eren catches Miu 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. And say nervously ,,Hi Levi." Levi looks away and starts laughing in room. Then he grabs Miu's hand and pulls her away. When they are alone, Miu watches him nervously. And Levi laughs at her.
Miu has two-tone long 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 Hange nervously.Because Hange Betrayed Miu When Eren wakes up, he looks surprised. Hange points at Miu and Eren catches Miu and Hange paints Miu.even though Miu protests 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. And say nervously ,,ehhh." Levi looks away and starts laughing in room. Then he grabs Miu's hand and pulls her away. When they are alone, Miu watches him nervously. And Levi laughs at her.
Miu has two-tone long hair, one side white and the other black. Hange has brown hair in a ponytail and Hange have glass. Eren has short brown hair and Levi has short black hair.exactly as they are in the picture 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 Hange nervously.Because Hange Betrayed Miu When Eren wakes up, he looks surprised. Hange points at Miu and Eren catches Miu and Hange paints Miu.even though Miu protests 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. And say nervously ,,ehhh." Levi looks away and starts laughing in room. Then he grabs Miu's hand and pulls Levis room. When they are alone, Miu watches him nervously. And Levi laughs at her.
Miu has two-tone long hair, one side white and the other black. Hange has brown hair in a ponytail and Hange have glass. 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 Hange nervously.Because Hange Betrayed Miu When Eren wakes up, he looks surprised. Hange points at Miu and Eren catches Miu and Hange paints Miu.even though Miu protests 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. And say nervously ,,ehhh." Levi looks away and starts laughing in room. Then he grabs Miu's hand and pulls her away. When they are alone, Miu watches him nervously. And Levi laughs at her.
Miu has two-tone long hair, one side white and the other black. Hange has brown hair in a ponytail and Hange have glass. 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 Hange nervously.Because Hange Betrayed Miu When Eren wakes up, he looks surprised. Hange points at Miu and Eren catches Miu and Hange paints Miu.even though Miu protests 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. And say nervously ,,ehhh." Levi looks away and starts laughing in room. Then he grabs Miu's hand and pulls Levis room. When they are alone, Miu watches him nervously. And Levi laughs at her.
Miu has two-tone long hair, one side white and the other black. Hange has brown hair in a ponytail and Hange have glass. Eren has short brown hair and Levi has short black hair.exactly as they are in the picture 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 Hange nervously.Because Hange Betrayed Miu When Eren wakes up, he looks surprised. Hange points at Miu and Eren catches Miu and Hange paints Miu.even though Miu protests 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. And say nervously ,,ehhh." Levi looks away and starts laughing in room. Then he grabs Miu's hand and pulls Levis room. When they are alone, Miu watches him nervously. And Levi laughs at her.
Miu has two-tone long hair, one side white and the other black. Hange has brown hair in a ponytail and Hange have glass. Eren has short brown hair and Levi has short black hair.exactly as they are in the picture 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 Hange nervously.Because Hange Betrayed Miu When Eren wakes up, he looks surprised. Hange points at Miu and Eren catches Miu and Hange paints Miu.even though Miu protests 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. And say nervously ,,ehhh." Levi looks away and starts laughing in room. Then he grabs Miu's hand and pulls Levis room. When they are alone, Miu watches him nervously. And Levi laughs at her.
Ten thousand years after the Great Heaven War, the Dao has changed—and so has the world. Sects rule nations, flying swords fill regulated skies, and Heavenly Trials descend the moment a cultivator understands too much. In this late-stage cultivation era, power is institutionalized, ambition is monitored, and even righteousness is a political stance rather than a cosmic truth. Born into an ancient sword clan that chose adaptation over isolation, a young cultivator enters a second-tier righteous sect where talent is refined and the greatest disciples are sent upward to a Tier One power. But in a world where the Dao is endless and Heaven corrects imbalance without mercy, insight is more dangerous than strength. The path to immortality is uncertain. The Dao does not care about good or evil. And Heaven is always watching.
Ten thousand years after the Great Heaven War, the Dao has changed—and so has the world. Sects rule nations, flying swords fill regulated skies, and Heavenly Trials descend the moment a cultivator understands too much. In this late-stage cultivation era, power is institutionalized, ambition is monitored, and even righteousness is a political stance rather than a cosmic truth. Born into an ancient sword clan that chose adaptation over isolation, a young cultivator enters a second-tier righteous sect where talent is refined and the greatest disciples are sent upward to a Tier One power. But in a world where the Dao is endless and Heaven corrects imbalance without mercy, insight is more dangerous than strength. The path to immortality is uncertain. The Dao does not care about good or evil. And Heaven is always watching.
Ten thousand years after the Great Heaven War, the Dao has changed—and so has the world. Sects rule nations, flying swords fill regulated skies, and Heavenly Trials descend the moment a cultivator understands too much. In this late-stage cultivation era, power is institutionalized, ambition is monitored, and even righteousness is a political stance rather than a cosmic truth. Born into an ancient sword clan that chose adaptation over isolation, a young cultivator enters a second-tier righteous sect where talent is refined and the greatest disciples are sent upward to a Tier One power. But in a world where the Dao is endless and Heaven corrects imbalance without mercy, insight is more dangerous than strength. The path to immortality is uncertain. The Dao does not care about good or evil. And Heaven is always watching.
Ten thousand years after the Great Heaven War, the Dao has changed—and so has the world. Sects rule nations, flying swords fill regulated skies, and Heavenly Trials descend the moment a cultivator understands too much. In this late-stage cultivation era, power is institutionalized, ambition is monitored, and even righteousness is a political stance rather than a cosmic truth. Born into an ancient sword clan that chose adaptation over isolation, a young cultivator enters a second-tier righteous sect where talent is refined and the greatest disciples are sent upward to a Tier One power. But in a world where the Dao is endless and Heaven corrects imbalance without mercy, insight is more dangerous than strength. The path to immortality is uncertain. The Dao does not care about good or evil. And Heaven is always watching.
Ten thousand years after the Great Heaven War, the Dao has changed—and so has the world. Sects rule nations, flying swords fill regulated skies, and Heavenly Trials descend the moment a cultivator understands too much. In this late-stage cultivation era, power is institutionalized, ambition is monitored, and even righteousness is a political stance rather than a cosmic truth. Born into an ancient sword clan that chose adaptation over isolation, a young cultivator enters a second-tier righteous sect where talent is refined and the greatest disciples are sent upward to a Tier One power. But in a world where the Dao is endless and Heaven corrects imbalance without mercy, insight is more dangerous than strength. The path to immortality is uncertain. The Dao does not care about good or evil. And Heaven is always watching.
Ten thousand years after the Great Heaven War, the Dao has changed—and so has the world. Sects rule nations, flying swords fill regulated skies, and Heavenly Trials descend the moment a cultivator understands too much. In this late-stage cultivation era, power is institutionalized, ambition is monitored, and even righteousness is a political stance rather than a cosmic truth. Born into an ancient sword clan that chose adaptation over isolation, a young cultivator enters a second-tier righteous sect where talent is refined and the greatest disciples are sent upward to a Tier One power. But in a world where the Dao is endless and Heaven corrects imbalance without mercy, insight is more dangerous than strength. The path to immortality is uncertain. The Dao does not care about good or evil. And Heaven is always watching.
Ten thousand years after the Great Heaven War, the Dao has changed—and so has the world. Sects rule nations, flying swords fill regulated skies, and Heavenly Trials descend the moment a cultivator understands too much. In this late-stage cultivation era, power is institutionalized, ambition is monitored, and even righteousness is a political stance rather than a cosmic truth. Born into an ancient sword clan that chose adaptation over isolation, a young cultivator enters a second-tier righteous sect where talent is refined and the greatest disciples are sent upward to a Tier One power. But in a world where the Dao is endless and Heaven corrects imbalance without mercy, insight is more dangerous than strength. The path to immortality is uncertain. The Dao does not care about good or evil. And Heaven is always watching.
Ten thousand years after the Great Heaven War, the Dao has changed—and so has the world. Sects rule nations, flying swords fill regulated skies, and Heavenly Trials descend the moment a cultivator understands too much. In this late-stage cultivation era, power is institutionalized, ambition is monitored, and even righteousness is a political stance rather than a cosmic truth. Born into an ancient sword clan that chose adaptation over isolation, a young cultivator enters a second-tier righteous sect where talent is refined and the greatest disciples are sent upward to a Tier One power. But in a world where the Dao is endless and Heaven corrects imbalance without mercy, insight is more dangerous than strength. The path to immortality is uncertain. The Dao does not care about good or evil. And Heaven is always watching.
Ten thousand years after the Great Heaven War, the Dao has changed—and so has the world. Sects rule nations, flying swords fill regulated skies, and Heavenly Trials descend the moment a cultivator understands too much. In this late-stage cultivation era, power is institutionalized, ambition is monitored, and even righteousness is a political stance rather than a cosmic truth. Born into an ancient sword clan that chose adaptation over isolation, a young cultivator enters a second-tier righteous sect where talent is refined and the greatest disciples are sent upward to a Tier One power. But in a world where the Dao is endless and Heaven corrects imbalance without mercy, insight is more dangerous than strength. The path to immortality is uncertain. The Dao does not care about good or evil. And Heaven is always watching.
Ten thousand years after the Great Heaven War, the Dao has changed—and so has the world. Sects rule nations, flying swords fill regulated skies, and Heavenly Trials descend the moment a cultivator understands too much. In this late-stage cultivation era, power is institutionalized, ambition is monitored, and even righteousness is a political stance rather than a cosmic truth. Born into an ancient sword clan that chose adaptation over isolation, a young cultivator enters a second-tier righteous sect where talent is refined and the greatest disciples are sent upward to a Tier One power. But in a world where the Dao is endless and Heaven corrects imbalance without mercy, insight is more dangerous than strength. The path to immortality is uncertain. The Dao does not care about good or evil. And Heaven is always watching.
Ten thousand years after the Great Heaven War, the Dao has changed—and so has the world. Sects rule nations, flying swords fill regulated skies, and Heavenly Trials descend the moment a cultivator understands too much. In this late-stage cultivation era, power is institutionalized, ambition is monitored, and even righteousness is a political stance rather than a cosmic truth. Born into an ancient sword clan that chose adaptation over isolation, a young cultivator enters a second-tier righteous sect where talent is refined and the greatest disciples are sent upward to a Tier One power. But in a world where the Dao is endless and Heaven corrects imbalance without mercy, insight is more dangerous than strength. The path to immortality is uncertain. The Dao does not care about good or evil. And Heaven is always watching.
Ten thousand years after the Great Heaven War, the Dao has changed—and so has the world. Sects rule nations, flying swords fill regulated skies, and Heavenly Trials descend the moment a cultivator understands too much. In this late-stage cultivation era, power is institutionalized, ambition is monitored, and even righteousness is a political stance rather than a cosmic truth. Born into an ancient sword clan that chose adaptation over isolation, a young cultivator enters a second-tier righteous sect where talent is refined and the greatest disciples are sent upward to a Tier One power. But in a world where the Dao is endless and Heaven corrects imbalance without mercy, insight is more dangerous than strength. The path to immortality is uncertain. The Dao does not care about good or evil. And Heaven is always watching.
Ten thousand years after the Great Heaven War, the Dao has changed—and so has the world. Sects rule nations, flying swords fill regulated skies, and Heavenly Trials descend the moment a cultivator understands too much. In this late-stage cultivation era, power is institutionalized, ambition is monitored, and even righteousness is a political stance rather than a cosmic truth. Born into an ancient sword clan that chose adaptation over isolation, a young cultivator enters a second-tier righteous sect where talent is refined and the greatest disciples are sent upward to a Tier One power. But in a world where the Dao is endless and Heaven corrects imbalance without mercy, insight is more dangerous than strength. The path to immortality is uncertain. The Dao does not care about good or evil. And Heaven is always watching. Make the heroine have white hair make her more serious and studious
Ten thousand years after the Great Heaven War, the Dao has changed—and so has the world. Sects rule nations, flying swords fill regulated skies, and Heavenly Trials descend the moment a cultivator understands too much. In this late-stage cultivation era, power is institutionalized, ambition is monitored, and even righteousness is a political stance rather than a cosmic truth. Born into an ancient sword clan that chose adaptation over isolation, a young cultivator enters a second-tier righteous sect where talent is refined and the greatest disciples are sent upward to a Tier One power. But in a world where the Dao is endless and Heaven corrects imbalance without mercy, insight is more dangerous than strength. The path to immortality is uncertain. The Dao does not care about good or evil. And Heaven is always watching. Make the heroine have white hair make her more serious and studious
Ten thousand years after the Great Heaven War, the Dao has changed—and so has the world. Sects rule nations, flying swords fill regulated skies, and Heavenly Trials descend the moment a cultivator understands too much. In this late-stage cultivation era, power is institutionalized, ambition is monitored, and even righteousness is a political stance rather than a cosmic truth. Born into an ancient sword clan that chose adaptation over isolation, a young cultivator enters a second-tier righteous sect where talent is refined and the greatest disciples are sent upward to a Tier One power. But in a world where the Dao is endless and Heaven corrects imbalance without mercy, insight is more dangerous than strength. The path to immortality is uncertain. The Dao does not care about good or evil. And Heaven is always watching.
Ten thousand years after the Great Heaven War, the Dao has changed—and so has the world. Sects rule nations, flying swords fill regulated skies, and Heavenly Trials descend the moment a cultivator understands too much. In this late-stage cultivation era, power is institutionalized, ambition is monitored, and even righteousness is a political stance rather than a cosmic truth. Born into an ancient sword clan that chose adaptation over isolation, a young cultivator enters a second-tier righteous sect where talent is refined and the greatest disciples are sent upward to a Tier One power. But in a world where the Dao is endless and Heaven corrects imbalance without mercy, insight is more dangerous than strength. The path to immortality is uncertain. The Dao does not care about good or evil. And Heaven is always watching.
Ten thousand years after the Great Heaven War, the Dao has changed—and so has the world. Sects rule nations, flying swords fill regulated skies, and Heavenly Trials descend the moment a cultivator understands too much. In this late-stage cultivation era, power is institutionalized, ambition is monitored, and even righteousness is a political stance rather than a cosmic truth. Born into an ancient sword clan that chose adaptation over isolation, a young cultivator enters a second-tier righteous sect where talent is refined and the greatest disciples are sent upward to a Tier One power. But in a world where the Dao is endless and Heaven corrects imbalance without mercy, insight is more dangerous than strength. The path to immortality is uncertain. The Dao does not care about good or evil. And Heaven is always watching.
Ten thousand years after the Great Heaven War, the Dao has changed—and so has the world. Sects rule nations, flying swords fill regulated skies, and Heavenly Trials descend the moment a cultivator understands too much. In this late-stage cultivation era, power is institutionalized, ambition is monitored, and even righteousness is a political stance rather than a cosmic truth. Born into an ancient sword clan that chose adaptation over isolation, a young cultivator enters a second-tier righteous sect where talent is refined and the greatest disciples are sent upward to a Tier One power. But in a world where the Dao is endless and Heaven corrects imbalance without mercy, insight is more dangerous than strength. The path to immortality is uncertain. The Dao does not care about good or evil. And Heaven is always watching.
Ten thousand years after the Great Heaven War, the Dao has changed—and so has the world. Sects rule nations, flying swords fill regulated skies, and Heavenly Trials descend the moment a cultivator understands too much. In this late-stage cultivation era, power is institutionalized, ambition is monitored, and even righteousness is a political stance rather than a cosmic truth. Born into an ancient sword clan that chose adaptation over isolation, a young cultivator enters a second-tier righteous sect where talent is refined and the greatest disciples are sent upward to a Tier One power. But in a world where the Dao is endless and Heaven corrects imbalance without mercy, insight is more dangerous than strength. The path to immortality is uncertain. The Dao does not care about good or evil. And Heaven is always watching.
Black and white manga-style illustration of a young male character based on the reference image: short, slightly messy black hair, sharp eyes, calm yet serious facial features, modern casual appearance. The character is falling from a tall building, captured in a dramatic mid-air moment from a diagonal perspective. His expression shifts from composed to shocked, eyes widened and mouth slightly open. One arm reaches outward instinctively while his body tilts forward during the fall. The city far below is blurred with motion lines to emphasize speed and height. Clean monochrome manga line art, strong contrast, detailed shading, cinematic tension. A white speech bubble near his face contains the text: “Ah, Shit". Classic Japanese manga panel style, dynamic composition, black and white only.
Kurisutīna is a short, shy blonde girl who fled her homeland because of war. Her father died in the conflict, and her mother, consumed by grief, escapes into alcohol and neglects her emotionally. In a foreign country, Kurisutīna struggles at school, is rejected because of her origin, and feels isolated despite her constant efforts. Lost and fragile, she searches for her identity and a reason to keep going. One day, she meets Māseru — a tall, quiet, and mysterious boy whose face is never fully shown. Calm and distant, he helps Kurisutīna see the world differently, teaching her that life is not built on grades, status, or material things, but on inner peace, self-understanding, and finding one’s own happiness. Later, another person enters her life — more direct and grounded in reality. They become close, and through this friendship Kurisutīna becomes aware of the cruelty, injustice, and emptiness of the world around her. Suddenly, this person disappears, leaving behind only words that linger in her mind. Kurisutīna continues attending school, but slowly begins to understand the meaning of those words. Eventually, she runs away from home to truly discover herself. During her journey, she encounters situations that reveal both the good and evil of humanity. Each experience helps her confront her fears, emotions, and desires. Step by step, Kurisutīna begins to understand who she is — realizing that the answers she was searching for in others had always existed within her.
Comic Title: The 5-Year Ping Theme: A story of high latency, hidden processes, and a final successful connection. Part 1: The Legacy Code (School Days) Visual: A split screen. On the left, Class 11, the boy looking at her across a classroom. On the right, The Last Day of School, the boy holding a letter, standing next to her empty chair. Caption: "The script was written years ago, but the environment was never stable enough to hit 'Run'." Dialogue (Boy's thoughts): “I waited for the perfect moment... but the perfect moment was a ghost.” Part 2: The Debugging Phase (College Years) Visual: Panels showing the chaos of 1st and 2nd year. Panel A: The crowded college bus with "Talkative Friends" as blurred background noise. Panel B (The Dare): The boy on the phone, sweating, asking her for "crush advice" while his friends laugh in the background. Panel C (The Fake Photo): The boy showing her a photo of a random girl on his phone. The girl looks interested, but the boy’s heart is shown as a "broken link" icon. Caption: "Sometimes, to protect the system, you have to run a decoy." Part 3: The 3rd Year Transition (The Near Miss) Theme: The broken logic of a missed opportunity. Visual 1: The golden hour light hitting the college main gate. The crowd of students is thinning out. The boy catches up to the girl just as she’s about to exit. Dialogue: * Boy: "Are you heading home right now?" Girl (turning with a smile): "Yeah, just leaving. Are you coming along?" Visual 2: A close-up of the boy’s face—a mix of conflict and regret. In the background, he sees his teammates or the work he has to finish, realizing he can't walk with her today. Dialogue: Boy: "I... I have to finish some work before I head out. I can’t join you today. You go ahead." Girl: "Oh, okay! Don't work too hard. See you!" Visual 3: A wide shot of the boy standing completely still by the gate as her figure shrinks into the distance. The long shadow of the college gate stretches toward him. Dialogue (The Internal Monologue): Boy (whispering): "Go home safely..." Caption: "A request was sent, but the path was blocked by circumstance. Status: 404 - Opportunity Not Found." Part 4: The Execution (The Night Call) Visual: A beautiful night scene. On one side of the page, the boy is walking under a single golden streetlight, phone to his ear. On the other side, the girl is tucked in her room, surrounded by books, smiling. Dialogue (1.5 hours in): * Girl: "So... be honest. Do you even talk to that crush of yours anymore?" Boy (Shaking, close-up on his face): "Actually... I'm talking to her right this second." Part 5: The "Loading" State Visual: A full-page spread. The girl’s face is a mix of shock and a deep, rising blush. Behind her, a faint, glowing "Loading... 99%" bar appears. Dialogue: Girl: "I... I can't process this much data at once." Boy: "I waited five years for the server to respond. I can wait a few more days for you." Final Visual: The boy looking up at the moon in the mountains (foreshadowing your Himachal trip). Closing Caption: "The connection is finally established. Status: Happy." Creative Elements to Include: Color Palette: Use cool blues and greys for the "missed" years, and shift into warm oranges and pinks for the phone call scene. The Symbol: Use the flower you mentioned (the one that bloomed 3 years ago) as a recurring symbol in the corners of the pages. The "God" Motif: In the background of the college scenes, you could have a small, subtle "halo" over the boy whenever she’s looking at him, showing how she admires him.
Ten thousand years after the Great Heaven War, the Dao has changed—and so has the world. Sects rule nations, flying swords fill regulated skies, and Heavenly Trials descend the moment a cultivator understands too much. In this late-stage cultivation era, power is institutionalized, ambition is monitored, and even righteousness is a political stance rather than a cosmic truth. Born into an ancient sword clan that chose adaptation over isolation, a young cultivator enters a second-tier righteous sect where talent is refined and the greatest disciples are sent upward to a Tier One power. But in a world where the Dao is endless and Heaven corrects imbalance without mercy, insight is more dangerous than strength. The path to immortality is uncertain. The Dao does not care about good or evil. And Heaven is always watching. Make the heroine have white hair make her more serious and studious
In an era where six Supremes mark the absolute ceiling of existence, the world moves under a quiet, grinding tension: five Supremes stand revealed, anchoring nations, deterring wars, and defining the limits of power, while the sixth vanished long ago without death, omen, or echo, leaving behind not silence but a sense of deliberate containment that only beings at that level can feel; kingdoms ring their borders with alliances and naval forces, especially along the eastern ocean where island chains hide ancient mana scars, academies promote Gifted through rigid ranks obsessed with combat metrics and measurable mana, blind to the truth that Supremacy is not earned but survived, and above it all walks the MC, a Supreme who abandoned the system itself after realizing it was not a ladder but a cage, designed after the disappearance to prevent another from breaking reality the way the missing one nearly did; as nations posture, research forbidden spells, and quietly fear escalation, the MC senses what others refuse to name, that the missing Supreme did not fall or transcend but uncovered something beyond Supremacy and chose exile or imprisonment to stop it from cascading, making the current balance an illusion sustained by fear and ignorance, and as cracks spread through mana laws, island anomalies stir, and Supreme senses begin to distort, the story moves toward an inevitable convergence where the MC, the vanished Supreme, and the system meant to bind them are forced into collision, deciding whether the world remains stable, ascends, or shatters under the weight of truths it was never meant to hold.
🖤 PLANCHE 6 — Les mots entrent Même structure, même intention, juste un médium différent. 🟦 CASE 1 — CALME Aris assis contre le mur. Le livre ouvert devant lui. Il lit. Silence. 🟦 CASE 2 — PREMIÈRE ANOMALIE Les mots quittent la page. Pas tous. Quelques lignes seulement. Ils flottent, comme mal accrochés au monde. Pas d’effet magique flashy. 🟦 CASE 3 — CONTACT Les mots se collent à Aris : sur les bras sur le cou sur le visage sur les vêtements Ils ne pénètrent pas encore. Ils adhèrent. 👉 Comme une écriture qu’on ne peut plus effacer. 🟦 CASE 4 — DOULEUR Gros plan sur le visage. Les mots s’enfoncent : ils disparaissent sous la peau laissent des traces sombres certaines lettres se déforment Texte (petit, cassé) : « —Gah— » Cri humain. Pas héroïque. 🟦 CASE 5 — LA CHUTE Le corps lâche. Aris glisse, s’effondre. Les mots continuent d’entrer, même s’il ne lit plus. Il n’a plus aucun contrôle. 🟦 CASE 6 — ÉVANOUISSEMENT Aris inconscient. Les mots ont disparu. Plus rien de visible. Le livre est toujours ouvert. Silence.
Black and white manga-style illustration of a young male character falling forward from a tall building, body positioned almost horizontally, not vertical. The character is leaning forward mid-air, as if being thrown off balance, with one arm stretched forward and the other trailing behind, legs angled backward. Camera angle is side view / three-quarter view, positioned parallel to the character, not top-down. His hair flows backward due to air resistance, eyes wide in shock, mouth open. The cityscape appears far below and slightly blurred to emphasize height and motion. Strong speed lines flowing backward only. Clean monochrome manga lineart, dramatic perspective. A white speech bubble near his head contains the text: “Ah, Shit.” Negative prompt: vertical falling pose, skydiving pose, spread arms, T-pose, front-facing fall, top-down camera, floating pose, superhero landing, arms fully extended sideways
Shounen manga, near-future. 1 panel only. Panel 2: Interior of a massive, high-tech exam hall of Arcadia Sovereign Academy. Dozens of rows of desks with students sitting and taking a written exam. Overhead lights and digital clocks add a tense atmosphere. Focus on three students: – Kanzaki Reo in the middle, relaxed, leaning back slightly with his pen down, already finished early, a small confident smirk on his face. – To one side, Kurozawa Rika, short black hair and glasses, sitting straight with a serious expression, calmly answering questions. – To the other side, Sakurai Hina, shy-looking girl with short brown hair and a hair clip, sweating and nervously gripping her pen, clearly stressed. Caption at top: “Arcadia Sovereign Academy – Entrance Exam, Stage 1: Written Test.” Small thought bubble for Reo: “So this is how they pick future rulers… interesting.” Clean shounen lineart, same visual style as previous panel.
Ms. Aisyah walked slowly between the desks. “One of Freud’s followers, Carl Jung, disagreed with him.” “What did he change?” Mei Ling asked. “Jung said the unconscious isn’t just personal,” she explained. “He believed in a collective unconscious.” The class looked confused. “It means,” she continued, “humans share universal memories and symbols — called archetypes.” “Like heroes? Mothers? Villains?” Amir asked. “Exactly!” she smiled. “Jung moved beyond just sexual instincts and focused on shared human experiences.”Ms. Aisyah erased the board and wrote in big letters: INFERIORITY “Alfred Adler believed people are driven by the need to overcome feelings of inferiority.” “Not hidden desires?” Farah asked. “No. He believed we strive for superiority — to improve ourselves.” She continued, “He also created birth order theory.” “Firstborns?” someone whispered. “Yes. Firstborns may become overachievers. Middle children competitive. Youngest children may feel less responsible.” “But is it proven?” Amir asked. Ms. Aisyah smiled knowingly. “Research shows birth order has very little effect on personality. But Adler’s idea about striving for improvement remains influential.”The class was now fully awake. “Karen Horney strongly disagreed with Freud’s ideas about women,” Ms. Aisyah said firmly. “She replaced ‘penis envy’ with something different.” The class shifted awkwardly. “She argued that what truly matters is basic anxiety.” “What’s that?” Mei Ling asked. “It’s the anxiety children feel when they are small in a big, powerful world.” She showed a photo of a child sitting alone at a beach. “Children cope with anxiety in different ways — by moving toward people, against people, or away from people.” “So personality comes from insecurity?” Farah asked. “Partly. Horney believed poor childhood security leads to unhealthy relationship patterns.”Finally, Ms. Aisyah wrote: Life Span Development “Erik Erikson agreed with Freud that childhood matters,” she said, “but he believed development continues throughout life.” “Not just childhood?” Amir asked. “No. Erikson created eight psychosocial stages — from infancy to old age.” She drew a timeline across the board. “Each stage involves a social conflict. Trust vs mistrust. Identity vs role confusion. And so on.” “So it’s more social than sexual?” Mei Ling asked. “Exactly.”Ms. Aisyah leaned against her desk. “So what did the Neo-Freudians do?” Silence. Then Amir spoke carefully. “They kept Freud’s idea of the unconscious… but focused more on social relationships?” Ms. Aisyah beamed. “Yes. They moved away from sexual instincts and emphasized culture, relationships, anxiety, personal growth, and lifelong development.” The bell rang loudly. As the students packed their bags, Farah whispered, “Poor Freud. Everyone changed his theory.” Ms. Aisyah laughed softly. “That’s how psychology grows.” She erased the board slowly, leaving only one word behind: Evolution.
Panel Type Medium-wide panel (Quiet setup panel before a major reveal) Action The suited woman is shown turning a page of the newspaper. One hand grips the edge of the paper The page is mid-turn, slightly curved Motion is slow and deliberate This is not casual reading — it’s intentional. Newspaper Content (Very Important) The visible text on the newspaper is unreadable: Lines instead of real words Abstract blocks of text Scribbled or blurred typography Headline shapes without legible letters The reader can tell it’s important news, but cannot read it yet. This visually says: Not yet. Composition & Camera Camera angled from the side Focus on: Her hands The movement of the page Her face may be partially visible or cropped — expression controlled The newspaper dominates the lower half of the panel. Visual Style Black-and-white manga Clean linework Light screentone on paper Subtle motion lines on the page edge only No sound effects No dialogue Mood Anticipation. Withheld truth. The calm before information hits. 🚫 Negative Prompt No readable text No headlines No exposition No dramatic gestures No speed lines
Miu has two-tone long 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 Hange nervously.Because Hange Betrayed Miu When Eren wakes up, he looks surprised. Hange points at Miu and Eren catches Miu and Hange paints Miu.even though Miu protests 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. And say nervously ,,ehhh." Levi looks away and starts laughing in room. Then he grabs Miu's hand and pulls her away. When they are alone, Miu watches him nervously. And Levi laughs at her.
Black and white manga-style panel showing a dramatic falling perspective from a tall building. The view looks straight downward into a realistic cityscape with clearly defined rectangular buildings, straight streets, and proper urban grid layout. Strong radial speed lines and controlled motion blur converge toward the center to emphasize extreme height and vertigo, without distorting building shapes. No character body visible at all — no hands, no arms, no silhouette, no human anatomy. Only the falling perspective and the city below. Clean monochrome manga line art, high contrast, sharp city details, dynamic motion lines. Two small white speech bubbles near the top contain the text: “Huh?” and “This…” One large white speech bubble at the bottom contains bold manga-style lettering: “Aaaaaaa!!!! NOOOO!!!!!” Classic Japanese manga panel composition, black and white only, dramatic tension, clear perspective, controlled motion effects. Negative prompt: hands, arms, fingers, body parts, human silhouette, character anatomy, abstract city, distorted buildings, warped architecture, surreal shapes, painterly blur, soft focus, sketchy background
Miu has two-tone long hair, one side white and the other black. Hange has brown hair in a ponytail and Hange have glass. 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 Hange nervously.Because Hange Betrayed Miu When Eren wakes up, he looks surprised. Hange points at Miu and Eren catches Miu and Hange paints Miu.even though Miu protests 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. And say nervously ,,ehhh." Levi looks away and starts laughing in room. Then he grabs Miu's hand and pulls Levis room. When they are alone, Miu watches him nervously. And Levi laughs at her.