Secret War Manga

Panel Type Extra-wide cinematic panel (double-page spread feeling) Camera High-angle camera, positioned near the ceiling Looking downward at a slight diagonal tilt Emphasizes scale, complexity, and secrecy Characters appear small compared to the environment đŸ§Ș Environment – Underground Laboratory (Tokyo 2030) A large underground laboratory hidden deep beneath the city, industrial and functional rather than clean or futuristic-glossy. Central Area A large workstation hub in the middle Multiple computer terminals with stacked screens (2025-level tech, not holograms) Screens show: Code Brain scan data System diagnostics Surveillance-style feeds Thick cables snake across the floor, connecting systems Left Side – Power & Network Systems Inspired by your server rack reference: Tall server towers lining the wall Blinking indicator lights Heavy power conduits running along walls and floor Backup batteries, transformers, exposed cabling Feels noisy and energy-dense, like the lab must stay powered at all costs Right Side – Brain Scanner Room Inspired by the brain scanner chamber: A sealed scanning pod or chair inside a recessed alcove Mechanical armature above it with a focused light Thick padding, restraint-like elements (medical, not violent) Glass or transparent barrier partially enclosing it Clearly the most unsettling object in the room Rear / Side Areas – Planning & Research Inspired by the planning boards: One or two mobile whiteboards Covered with: Maps Red and blue marker lines Handwritten notes Sticky notes Diagrams and timelines Papers taped unevenly Suggest long-term planning and obsession đŸ‘„ Characters (All Three Present) Positioning They stand together but not unified: Scientist near the central workstation Slightly forward, familiar with the space Calm, focused posture Suited Woman a step behind Arms crossed or rigid stance Body language skeptical and tense Visibly evaluating the lab Younger Woman slightly apart Curious, relaxed Looking around rather than at the others They are small compared to the lab, reinforcing how big and serious this place is. 🎹 Art Style Black-and-white manga illustration Heavy use of screentone for depth Strong industrial textures Clean but dense linework No exaggerated sci-fi glow Realistic near-future technology 🎭 Mood Overwhelming scale. Hidden knowledge. A place built over years for something dangerous and important. đŸš« Negative Prompt No chibi style, no fantasy magic, no bright cyberpunk neon, no known characters, no cartoon proportions, no text bubbles.
đŸ–€ PLANCHE 3 — Le temps insiste Fonction narrative : transition Style : manga noir et blanc Ambiance : rĂ©pĂ©tition, fatigue, hiver intĂ©rieur Nombre de cases : 6 Âge DĂ©but de planche : 7–8 ans Fin de planche : 12–13 ans 👉 Le saut se fait visuellement, sans texte explicatif. Tenue (CONSTAMMENT LA MÊME) haut type kimono simple, blanc Ă  l’origine, trĂšs sale pantalon large dĂ©chirĂ© pieds nus vĂȘtements trop grands au dĂ©but, un peu moins Ă  la fin 👉 MĂȘme tenue = le temps passe, pas les moyens. 🟩 CASE 1 — PLAN MOYEN (dĂ©but) Description visuelle : MĂȘme mur que la planche 2. Aris enfant (7–8 ans) est assis au sol, dos au mur. Une affiche devant lui. Il essaie encore de lire. Ambiance : DĂ©jĂ -vu. Texte (petit, hĂ©sitant) : « m
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 » 🟩 CASE 2 — PLAN SERRÉ (dĂ©tail) Description visuelle : Ses doigts sont sales, un peu abĂźmĂ©s. Ils suivent maladroitement une ligne de texte. Ambiance : L’effort est rĂ©el, le rĂ©sultat nul. Texte : Aucun. 🟩 CASE 3 — PLAN MOYEN (ellipse) Description visuelle : MĂȘme mur. MĂȘme posture. Mais Aris est un peu plus grand (10–11 ans). Les affiches ont changĂ©, se sont accumulĂ©es. Ambiance : Le monde avance. Lui, Ă  peine. Texte : Aucun. 🟩 CASE 4 — PLAN SERRÉ (visage) Description visuelle : Aris 12–13 ans. Traits plus tirĂ©s. Regard fatiguĂ©. Il lit lentement, syllabe par syllabe. Texte (hachĂ©, lent) : « mar
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 » 🟩 CASE 5 — PLAN MOYEN Description visuelle : Aris s’arrĂȘte. Il ferme les yeux. Sa tĂȘte touche le mur. Ambiance : Épuisement, pas abandon. Texte : Aucun. 🟩 CASE 6 — CASE FINALE Description visuelle : Aris se relĂšve et s’éloigne. Il est maintenant adolescent, plus grand, toujours maigre. Le mur est couvert d’affiches. Ambiance : Il n’a pas gagnĂ©. Mais il n’a pas arrĂȘtĂ©. Texte : Aucun. 🎯 Ce que cette planche fait (important) montre la durĂ©e justifie la lecture plus tard prĂ©pare la planche 4 (les livres jetĂ©s) renforce le caractĂšre obstinĂ© d’Aris aucune victoire
đŸ–€ PLANCHE 2 — Essayer de lire Âge d’Aris : 7–8 ans Style : manga noir et blanc, fantasy mĂ©diĂ©vale Ambiance : tension silencieuse, maladresse enfantine Nombre de cases : 6 🟩 CASE 1 — PLAN MOYEN Description visuelle : Rue Ă©troite de la grande ville. Murs en pierre couverts d’affiches Ă©crites. Aris, enfant de 7–8 ans, marche lentement le long du mur. Aris (tenue) : haut type kimono simple, blanc Ă  l’origine, trĂšs sale, trop grand manches trop longues pantalon large dĂ©chirĂ©, trop long pieds nus, sales Il lĂšve la tĂȘte vers les affiches, trop hautes pour lui. Texte : Aucun. 🟩 CASE 2 — PLAN RAPPROCHÉ (mur) Description visuelle : Une affiche abĂźmĂ©e, pleine de texte serrĂ©. Les lettres sont petites, complexes, irrĂ©guliĂšres. Certaines parties sont dĂ©chirĂ©es ou effacĂ©es. Ambiance : IncomprĂ©hensible pour un enfant. Texte : Aucun. 🟩 CASE 3 — PLAN RAPPROCHÉ (Aris) Description visuelle : Aris se met sur la pointe des pieds pour lire. Son visage est concentrĂ© mais perdu. Bouche entrouverte, sourcils froncĂ©s. Texte (trĂšs petit, hĂ©sitant) : « m
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 » 🟩 CASE 4 — DÉTAIL (main) Description visuelle : Le doigt d’Aris suit une ligne de texte
 puis glisse, se trompe, s’arrĂȘte au mauvais endroit. Ambiance : Échec immĂ©diat, maladresse. Texte : Aucun. 🟩 CASE 5 — PLAN MOYEN Description visuelle : Aris baisse la tĂȘte. Ses Ă©paules retombent. Les affiches restent lĂ , immobiles, au-dessus de lui. Ambiance : Frustration silencieuse, incomprĂ©hension. Texte : Aucun. 🟩 CASE 6 — CASE FINALE Description visuelle : Aris s’éloigne du mur. Il est petit dans la rue, dos voĂ»tĂ©. Les affiches sont derriĂšre lui. Ambiance : Il n’a pas appris. Il essaiera encore. Texte : Aucun. 🔒 RAPPEL CANON (Ă  ne plus changer) Aris 7–8 ans tenue kimono blanc sale, pantalon dĂ©chirĂ© pieds nus aucune rĂ©ussite, aucun progrĂšs juste l’envie et l’échec
CyberWolf Chapter 1: Awakening (Rough Draft) Tori Mack woke up because his body felt wrong. The room was quiet, filled with the low hum of machines. White lights burned above him, and the air smelled clean—too clean. His head throbbed as he tried to remember how he got there, but his mind was blank. He moved his right hand. Metal shifted. Tori froze and slowly lifted his arm. From shoulder to fingertips, it was solid steel—smooth, dark, and unbreakable. His breathing picked up as he tried to move his right leg. Metal again. “What
 is going on?” he whispered. “You’re awake,” a calm voice said. Tori turned his head. A man stood beside the bed, watching him closely. He looked older, his expression patient, like someone who had been waiting for this moment. “My name is Ein Tucker,” the man said. Tori tried to sit up. His body responded easily, stronger than it should have been. He swung his legs off the bed and stood. His metal foot hit the floor with a solid thud. “I don’t remember anything,” Tori said, panic creeping into his voice. “What happened to me?” “You were caught in a storm,” Ein said carefully. “You didn’t survive it the way a normal human would.” “So what am I?” Tori asked. “Still human,” Ein replied. “But also something more.” “Rebuilt by who?” Tori asked. “That’s a conversation for later,” Ein said. “What matters now is that you’re alive.” Tori clenched his metal fist. It didn’t shake. It didn’t hurt. “When I was unconscious,” Tori said quietly, “I dreamed of wolves watching me.” Ein’s eyes sharpened for a brief moment. “Focus on learning how to move,” Ein said. “The rest will come in time.” Tori stood there—half flesh, half metal—feeling power beneath his skin. His old life was over.And the beginning of CyberWolf had just begun
Your manga is a quiet, emotional slice-of-life story that explores loneliness, grief, and healing through subtle moments and atmosphere. The story follows Erikku, a withdrawn teenage boy who feels emotionally empty after losing someone important from his past. Although life around him continues as normal—school routines, classmates’ laughter, everyday noise—Erikku feels disconnected, as if even the sky above him has fallen silent. The silent sky serves as a powerful symbol throughout the story, representing Erikku’s inner emptiness, unresolved pain, and words left unspoken. His refuge is the school rooftop, a place filled with memories of happier days and a person he once shared deep connection with. This rooftop becomes a space where past and present quietly overlap. The story begins to change when Esutā, a calm and observant girl, appears. Unlike others, she notices the silence Erikku lives in. She does not approach him with pity or forceful encouragement; instead, she listens and acknowledges the quiet he carries. Esutā’s presence introduces warmth and understanding, suggesting that silence is not always absence—but sometimes a pause, waiting for someone brave enough to speak. As Erikku and Esutā share moments under the same sky, subtle changes occur: a breeze begins to move, clouds slowly drift, and the atmosphere softens. These small shifts symbolize emotional healing and the return of hope. The story focuses on inner thoughts, gentle dialogue, and visual storytelling rather than dramatic action. Overall, your manga is a poetic coming-of-age narrative about loss, human connection, and emotional recovery. It highlights that healing does not happen instantly, but through shared silence, understanding companionship, and the quiet courage to open one’s heart again.
Aiko spends her days working between two jobs, one of them a small bakery filled with the scent of warmth and routine. It’s there that she meets Kaito—a quiet boy who becomes a regular customer, always ordering the same thing, always lingering just a little longer than necessary. What Aiko doesn’t realize is that, somewhere between shared smiles and late-afternoon conversations, Kaito has fallen in love with her. Aiko’s heart, however, remains tied to Ren, her childhood friend. Even as Ren grows distant and emotionally unavailable, she continues to chase the comfort of what they once were, unaware of how much she is losing by holding on. Mina watches from the sidelines, as she corrupts Ren’s mind even more only loving him for his money isolating him from all his friends and making him hurt aiko. Kaito stays silent, offering kindness without expectation, choosing patience over confession. He listens when Aiko talks about Ren. He smiles even when her pain has nothing to do with him. And each day, as he leaves the bakery, he carries his unreturned love with him. Four hearts move in the wrong directions, bound by timing, silence, and fear. In a world where everyone is loving someone who cannot love them back, happiness feels impossibly far away. A bittersweet manga about quiet devotion, missed chances, and the kind of love that exists even when it is never chosen.
đŸ–€ PLANCHE 4 — Les livres qu’on jette Âge d’Aris : 15 ans Style : manga noir et blanc Ambiance : nuit, pluie fine, indiffĂ©rence Nombre de cases : 6 Tenue (inchangĂ©e, canon) : haut type kimono simple, blanc Ă  l’origine, trĂšs sale, rapiĂ©cĂ© pantalon large dĂ©chirĂ© pieds nus silhouette maigre, posture fermĂ©e aucun Ă©lĂ©ment moderne 🟩 CASE 1 — PLAN LARGE (haut de page) Description visuelle : BĂątiment imposant : une acadĂ©mie. Façade noble, fenĂȘtres Ă©clairĂ©es. La pluie tombe doucement. À l’arriĂšre, une ruelle sombre. Texte : Aucun. 🟩 CASE 2 — PLAN MOYEN (arriĂšre de l’acadĂ©mie) Description visuelle : Caisses en bois renversĂ©es. Livres jetĂ©s au sol. Pages mouillĂ©es, couvertures abĂźmĂ©es, boue. Texte : Aucun. 🟩 CASE 3 — PLAN MOYEN (Aris) Description visuelle : Aris, 15 ans, s’accroupit prĂšs des livres. Il regarde autour de lui, par rĂ©flexe. Personne. Texte : Aucun. 🟩 CASE 4 — DÉTAIL (mains) Description visuelle : Ses mains fouillent lentement. Il Ă©carte : un livre trop mouillĂ© un autre dĂ©chirĂ© Gestes calmes, mĂ©thodiques. Texte : Aucun. 🟩 CASE 5 — PLAN RAPPROCHÉ (objet) Description visuelle : Un livre plus Ă©pais, ancien. Couverture noire, sans titre visible. Moins abĂźmĂ© que les autres. Aucun symbole. Aucune lueur. Texte : Aucun. 🟩 CASE 6 — CASE FINALE Description visuelle : Aris serre le livre contre lui, sous la pluie. Son visage est neutre. DĂ©cision simple. Texte (petite bulle) : Aris rĂ©cupĂšre ce que le monde abandonne renforce le caractĂšre obstinĂ© d’Aris aucune victoire
Keith slouched on his couch, the glow of his phone illuminating the dark corners of his apartment. The bottle on the table was almost empty, but he didn’t care. He couldn’t stop staring at the screen. Clair. She was kissing Jonny. His best friend. The same Jonny he had told just days ago that he was going to confess. I guess I was just the dancing monkey, he thought bitterly. Always there, always reliable, never the one chosen. A sharp knock at the door yanked him out of his spiral. Tipsy and unsteady, he stumbled to open it. She was standing there. Clair. At least, that’s what he told himself. She looked frantic, her hair slightly messy, her eyes wide. Without waiting for an invitation, she stepped inside. "Do you know where Clair left my files?" she asked, scanning the room with a sense of urgency. Keith blinked. Why is she talking in third person? he thought, but he didn’t dwell on it. He was too focused on the fact that it was her. "They should be somewhere around here," he said, rubbing his temple. She spotted a folder on the table and snatched it up. "Found them," she said, relief flashing across her face. She turned to leave, hand reaching for the door. Before she could, Keith’s hand was already on the door, stopping her. Their eyes met, and for a moment, the apartment fell into silence. Time seemed to stretch. He moved closer, heart hammering. He took her hand. She froze—then didn’t pull away. The folder slipped from her fingers and fell to the floor with a soft thud. Keith leaned in. He kissed her. For a moment, she hesitated. Then she kissed him back. The world narrowed down to that single, electrifying moment. Neon lights from the city outside spilled across their faces, painting the room in sharp colors. He barely noticed when they pulled apart, both breathless. Morning came far too quickly. Sunlight streamed through the curtains, burning his eyes. His head throbbed, a reminder of last night’s haze. He turned in the bed and felt warmth beside him. His stomach dropped. The hair spilling across the pillow wasn’t brown. It was jet black. Recognition hit like a punch to the gut. Olivier Clair. Clair’s older sister. His boss. Keith froze, unable to process what had happened, the memories of last night coming back in a flood of panic, confusion, and disbelief.
CyberWolf Chapter 1: Awakening (Rough Draft) Tori Mack woke up because his body felt wrong. The room was quiet, filled with the low hum of machines. White lights burned above him, and the air smelled clean—too clean. His head throbbed as he tried to remember how he got there, but his mind was blank. He moved his right hand. Metal shifted. Tori froze and slowly lifted his arm. From shoulder to fingertips, it was solid steel—smooth, dark, and unbreakable. His breathing picked up as he tried to move his right leg. Metal again. “What
 is going on?” he whispered. “You’re awake,” a calm voice said. Tori turned his head. A man stood beside the bed, watching him closely. He looked older, his expression patient, like someone who had been waiting for this moment. “My name is Ein Tucker,” the man said. Tori tried to sit up. His body responded easily, stronger than it should have been. He swung his legs off the bed and stood. His metal foot hit the floor with a solid thud. “I don’t remember anything,” Tori said, panic creeping into his voice. “What happened to me?” “You were caught in a storm,” Ein said carefully. “You didn’t survive it the way a normal human would.” “So what am I?” Tori asked. “Still human,” Ein replied. “But also something more.” “Rebuilt by who?” Tori asked. “That’s a conversation for later,” Ein said. “What matters now is that you’re alive.” Tori clenched his metal fist. It didn’t shake. It didn’t hurt. “When I was unconscious,” Tori said quietly, “I dreamed of wolves watching me.” Ein’s eyes sharpened for a brief moment. “Focus on learning how to move,” Ein said. “The rest will come in time.” Tori stood there half flesh, half metal feeling power beneath his skin. His old life was over.And the beginning of CyberWolf had just begun
đŸ–€ PLANCHE 5 — L’abri Âge d’Aris : 15 ans Style : manga noir et blanc Ambiance : silence, isolement, vent Nombre de cases : 6 Tenue (canon, inchangĂ©e) : haut type kimono simple, blanc Ă  l’origine, trĂšs sale, rapiĂ©cĂ© pantalon large dĂ©chirĂ© pieds nus posture fermĂ©e, fatiguĂ©e aucun Ă©lĂ©ment moderne 🟩 CASE 1 — PLAN LARGE (haut de page) Description visuelle : Une ancienne ferme abandonnĂ©e, hors de la ville. Herbes hautes. ClĂŽture cassĂ©e. Grange Ă  moitiĂ© effondrĂ©e. Maison principale encore debout, sombre. Le ciel est gris. Le vent fait bouger les herbes. Texte : Aucun. 🟩 CASE 2 — PLAN MOYEN (Aris de dos) Description visuelle : Aris, 15 ans, debout face Ă  la ferme. Il est petit dans le cadre. Le livre est serrĂ© contre lui. Ambiance : HĂ©sitation silencieuse. Texte : Aucun. 🟩 CASE 3 — DÉTAIL (la porte) Description visuelle : La porte de la maison est entrouverte. Elle grince lĂ©gĂšrement sous le vent. L’intĂ©rieur est noir. Texte : Aucun. 🟩 CASE 4 — PLAN RAPPROCHÉ (Aris) Description visuelle : Le visage d’Aris. FatiguĂ©. Neutre. Pas de peur visible, juste l’habitude. Ambiance : Il a dĂ©jĂ  Ă©tĂ© chassĂ© ailleurs. Texte (trĂšs petit) : Aucun. 🟩 CASE 5 — PLAN MOYEN (intĂ©rieur) Description visuelle : IntĂ©rieur de la maison. Vide. PoussiĂšre au sol. Murs fissurĂ©s. Un pan de toit laisse passer un peu de lumiĂšre. Aris est assis contre un mur. Le livre posĂ© devant lui. Texte : Aucun. 🟩 CASE 6 — CASE FINALE Description visuelle : Gros plan sur le livre fermĂ©. Les mains d’Aris hĂ©sitent au-dessus de la couverture. Silence total. Texte : Aucun. 🎯 INTENTION (VERROUILLÉE) Aris cherche le calme Il ne fuit pas → il s’isole Il n’attend rien du livre La maison est dĂ©jĂ  morte Rien de magique encore 👉 La tension vient du silence, pas de l’action.