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The lawyer. That's how they called Masaru in former Neorasa. He owed his nickname to his neat suit, his dark framed glasses, and the suitcase he always carried with him. He'd been a part of Exraion in the past, but that already felt like long ago. The more he saw from those people around the bunker, the more he distanced himself. He bought a house in the inner city as Exraion wasn't safe for a level 6 like him. And once he stopped doing thpose drugs he wondered what he saw in that depraved place. He didn't have to do it for the money. He was twenty-five and multimillionaire already. On the surface level he behaved just like all of those other businessmen in the financial district. He dressed well, he imitated their accents, even if only to hide where he truly came from. But no matter how much changed, inside he always remained one of them.

Masaru didn't visit HQ a lot. Sato took care of business there. The few times he showed himself the men who guarded the bunker laughed and made mocking remarks about what a rich boy like him did in Exraion. It was just words. Those men didn't dare to use their powers on him. They knew all to well who it was that paid them.

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The lawyer. That's how they called Masaru in former Neorasa. He owed his nickname to his neat suit, his dark framed glasses, and the suitcase he always carried with him. He'd been a part of Exraion in the past, but that already felt like long ago. The more he saw from those people around the bunker, the more he distanced himself. He bought a house in the inner city as Exraion wasn't safe for a level 6 like him. And once he stopped doing thpose drugs he wondered what he saw in that depraved place. He didn't have to do it for the money. He was twenty-five and multimillionaire already. On the surface level he behaved just like all of those other businessmen in the financial district. He dressed well, he imitated their accents, even if only to hide where he truly came from. But no matter how much changed, inside he always remained one of them. Masaru didn't visit HQ a lot. Sato took care of business there. The few times he showed himself the men who guarded the bunker laughed and made mocking remarks about what a rich boy like him did in Exraion. It was just words. Those men didn't dare to use their powers on him. They knew all to well who it was that paid them. Illustration for my #Emion  story #illustration  #manga  #anime  #digitalpainting  #characterdesign  #photoshop  #drawing  #artgallery  #instagallery  #creative  #instaart  #draw  #colors  #colorful  #artwork  #instagood  #artfeature  #painting  #artist  #artistoninstagram  #urban  #car  #story  #phone  #glasses 
So I decided to join the #eyememe thing too.

There's basically two variants to my drawings of eyes. Either dark or with a creepy glow XD
So I decided to join the #eyememe  thing too. There's basically two variants to my drawings of eyes. Either dark or with a creepy glow XD
They never exiled a person from Darkai. It was unheard of before, but Moriz was exiled from his home for minor crime that somehow had major consequences. He couldn't help to wonder there was more to it than just that. They played dirty political games in the capital, and he unwillingly fell victim to it. 
Moriz hated the mountains, with its unbearable climate that could freeze a grown man within half an hour. He couldn't imagine himself living there, let alone survive for so many years to come, but as always he adapted. Eventually his sensitive eyes got used to the painfully white snow, and he became numb to the freezing cold and the frequent blizzards. Perhaps the remote area around Azatz had something to it. An area so hazardous nobody wanted to go there, except for him. He made it his home, his research facility. A place where he could do as he pleased and nobody bothered him.

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They never exiled a person from Darkai. It was unheard of before, but Moriz was exiled from his home for minor crime that somehow had major consequences. He couldn't help to wonder there was more to it than just that. They played dirty political games in the capital, and he unwillingly fell victim to it. Moriz hated the mountains, with its unbearable climate that could freeze a grown man within half an hour. He couldn't imagine himself living there, let alone survive for so many years to come, but as always he adapted. Eventually his sensitive eyes got used to the painfully white snow, and he became numb to the freezing cold and the frequent blizzards. Perhaps the remote area around Azatz had something to it. An area so hazardous nobody wanted to go there, except for him. He made it his home, his research facility. A place where he could do as he pleased and nobody bothered him. Illustration for my #Emion  story #illustration  #manga  #anime  #digitalpainting  #characterdesign  #photoshop  #drawing  #artgallery  #instagallery  #creative  #instaart  #draw  #colors  #colorful  #artwork  #instagood  #artfeature  #painting  #artist  #artistoninstagram  #dark  #cold  #snow  #blizzard  #glasses  #story 
It's becoming kind of a yearly tradition for me to draw this character again and see if I improved over the last years (2017 and 2016 version in the slide). Artwise I'm not so impressed with my progress, but I do notice that it does become a lot more scene and story oriented over time instead of just slapping a random character onto a background :) #illustration #manga #anime #digitalpainting#characterdesign #photoshop #drawing #artgallery#instagallery #creative #instaart #draw #colors #colorful#artwork #instagood #artfeature #painting #artist#artistoninstagram #improve #levelup #improvement
It's becoming kind of a yearly tradition for me to draw this character again and see if I improved over the last years (2017 and 2016 version in the slide). Artwise I'm not so impressed with my progress, but I do notice that it does become a lot more scene and story oriented over time instead of just slapping a random character onto a background :) #illustration  #manga  #anime  #digitalpainting #characterdesign  #photoshop  #drawing  #artgallery #instagallery  #creative  #instaart  #draw  #colors  #colorful #artwork  #instagood  #artfeature  #painting  #artist #artistoninstagram  #improve  #levelup  #improvement 
That was it. Sergei was done with that little shit and that whole organization he claimed to run. Rebellion, his ass! That little brat just existed to make people miserable. Sergei didn't care about the warnings anymore. That little asshole just had to die. He lunged forward, his body fueled by the power of his aura and pure rage. He grabbed Sato by his scarf and pulled him forwards.
"I'm done with your shit!"
Sato gasped for breath, but only for a moment. Soon that calm smile returned to his face, as usual, as if he had everything under control. It pissed off Sergei even more. "Seriously, Sergei?" Sato raised his eyebrow. 
Sergei activated his powers, but before he could latch out he felt a sharp pain hitting his stomach. Was it Sato? But how? That little fucker didn't even move. Sergei's grip weakened, so that Sato could pull himself free. He calmly straightened his clothes before he gave his underling a disdainful glare. "You didn't really think you could do something, did you?"
"Fuck you!" Sergei retorted. 
Sato's expression grew cold. "Mind your language, and your manners. Because the next time you even dare to touch me you're dead." Illustration for my #Emion story

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That was it. Sergei was done with that little shit and that whole organization he claimed to run. Rebellion, his ass! That little brat just existed to make people miserable. Sergei didn't care about the warnings anymore. That little asshole just had to die. He lunged forward, his body fueled by the power of his aura and pure rage. He grabbed Sato by his scarf and pulled him forwards. "I'm done with your shit!" Sato gasped for breath, but only for a moment. Soon that calm smile returned to his face, as usual, as if he had everything under control. It pissed off Sergei even more. "Seriously, Sergei?" Sato raised his eyebrow. Sergei activated his powers, but before he could latch out he felt a sharp pain hitting his stomach. Was it Sato? But how? That little fucker didn't even move. Sergei's grip weakened, so that Sato could pull himself free. He calmly straightened his clothes before he gave his underling a disdainful glare. "You didn't really think you could do something, did you?" "Fuck you!" Sergei retorted. Sato's expression grew cold. "Mind your language, and your manners. Because the next time you even dare to touch me you're dead." Illustration for my #Emion  story #illustration  #manga  #anime  #digitalpainting  #characterdesign  #photoshop  #drawing  #artgallery  #instagallery  #creative  #instaart  #draw  #colors  #colorful  #artwork  #instagood  #artfeature  #painting  #artist  #artistoninstagram  #dark  #fight  #epic  #battle  #animebattle 
Sato remained distant as usual. He didn't speak much and Masaru could only guess to what went on in his mind. He looked tired, his eyes dark without the typical glow of his aura. He seemed small, fragile, hidden in that oversized coat of his. But he did that mission all his own.
"So" Masaru was the first one to break the silence. "Since when did you grow up so much?"
"Since it's needed" Sato replied.
A reaction that surprised Masaru. "I thought Neorasa was just a game to you?"
"It was" Sato admitted. "Until that last mission happened"
"Oh?"
"They dragged an innocent girl into this."
"And since when do you care about innocent girls?"
Sato never cared. It was for a good reason he had the kind of reputation that he had. Masaru had grown wiser than to openly comment on his actions. Sato was an esper. He usually just did as he pleased, regardless of Masaru's disapproval.
"You want to know what happened?" Sato didn't wait for an answer as he lifted his face. "They picked her up from that university, locked up and raped her." Sato's eyes wandered off to the window again. "Those assholes crossed a line this time."
Masaru turned his eyes towards the front windows. Apparently he was not the only one who kept secrets. Nobody mentioned those details when they told him about what happened. Did they do that on purpose? To not make him feel bad for losing his consciousness? Or was it that they didn't know? "How--" Masaru hesitated. "Did she tell you?"
"I got her out of there," Sato said. "Destroyed those men. What did you expect?" His voice sounded unsteady as he let out a sigh. "It's not always fun if you can hear people's thoughts directly, you know?" For my #Emion project

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Sato remained distant as usual. He didn't speak much and Masaru could only guess to what went on in his mind. He looked tired, his eyes dark without the typical glow of his aura. He seemed small, fragile, hidden in that oversized coat of his. But he did that mission all his own. "So" Masaru was the first one to break the silence. "Since when did you grow up so much?" "Since it's needed" Sato replied. A reaction that surprised Masaru. "I thought Neorasa was just a game to you?" "It was" Sato admitted. "Until that last mission happened" "Oh?" "They dragged an innocent girl into this." "And since when do you care about innocent girls?" Sato never cared. It was for a good reason he had the kind of reputation that he had. Masaru had grown wiser than to openly comment on his actions. Sato was an esper. He usually just did as he pleased, regardless of Masaru's disapproval. "You want to know what happened?" Sato didn't wait for an answer as he lifted his face. "They picked her up from that university, locked up and raped her." Sato's eyes wandered off to the window again. "Those assholes crossed a line this time." Masaru turned his eyes towards the front windows. Apparently he was not the only one who kept secrets. Nobody mentioned those details when they told him about what happened. Did they do that on purpose? To not make him feel bad for losing his consciousness? Or was it that they didn't know? "How--" Masaru hesitated. "Did she tell you?" "I got her out of there," Sato said. "Destroyed those men. What did you expect?" His voice sounded unsteady as he let out a sigh. "It's not always fun if you can hear people's thoughts directly, you know?" For my #Emion  project #Emion  #illustration  #manga  #anime  #digitalpainting  #characterdesign  #photoshop  #drawing  #artgallery  #instagallery  #creative  #instaart  #draw  #colors  #colorful  #artwork  #instagood  #artfeature  #painting  #artist  #artistoninstagram  #dark  #sad  #depressing  #rain  #gloomy 
"We're out of water"
His father looked at him, watery red eyes, a bottle in his hand. Moriz had gotten used to the sight of his old man getting drunk.
"Take some of this" the man proclaimed, raising the bottle. Moriz shook his head. He didn't even consider, but his father didn't let him off so easily this time. "Come on! Don't be such a wuss! Real men drink liqor"
He grabbed him by his throat, pushed him down the wall and put the bottle to his lips. Moriz didn't want to, but it overwhelmed him. One big sip of strong Darkaian alcohol. It burned his throat, enough to make him gag. His father laughed in a sadistic kind of amusement. Struggling to regain his composure Moriz fled the house. He would get water... somewhere.

Even in his later years Moriz would vividly remember this one instance. Not just for the cruel treatment he received as a child --or perhaps just a little-- but mostly for other reasons. As drunk as the old man was, he wasn't stupid. The once brilliant surgeon knew all to well that alcohol was safer than water there, just not enough to actually care. Death was everywhere in the lower city of Darkai. Everything was poisoned there. The ground, the food, the water. Everything, except the alcohol that was imported.

Illustration for my #Emion project 
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"We're out of water" His father looked at him, watery red eyes, a bottle in his hand. Moriz had gotten used to the sight of his old man getting drunk. "Take some of this" the man proclaimed, raising the bottle. Moriz shook his head. He didn't even consider, but his father didn't let him off so easily this time. "Come on! Don't be such a wuss! Real men drink liqor" He grabbed him by his throat, pushed him down the wall and put the bottle to his lips. Moriz didn't want to, but it overwhelmed him. One big sip of strong Darkaian alcohol. It burned his throat, enough to make him gag. His father laughed in a sadistic kind of amusement. Struggling to regain his composure Moriz fled the house. He would get water... somewhere. Even in his later years Moriz would vividly remember this one instance. Not just for the cruel treatment he received as a child --or perhaps just a little-- but mostly for other reasons. As drunk as the old man was, he wasn't stupid. The once brilliant surgeon knew all to well that alcohol was safer than water there, just not enough to actually care. Death was everywhere in the lower city of Darkai. Everything was poisoned there. The ground, the food, the water. Everything, except the alcohol that was imported. Illustration for my #Emion  project #Emion  #illustration  #manga  #anime  #digitalpainting  #characterdesign  #photoshop  #drawing  #artgallery  #instagallery  #creative  #instaart  #draw  #colors  #colorful  #artwork  #instagood  #artfeature  #painting  #artist  #artistoninstagram  #dark  #sad  #depressing  #death  #skull  #bones 
The head director was angry, but also very scared. He suggested long ago something had to be done about the problem. But even with all of his power and money he didn't have complete control over the situation. That power lay in the hands of the lab's supervisor, Nikolai, and he made his own rules. He, however, wasn't the only one who didn't play by the rules. And he wasn't the only one to whom the consequences didn't matter... Illustration for my #Emion project 
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The head director was angry, but also very scared. He suggested long ago something had to be done about the problem. But even with all of his power and money he didn't have complete control over the situation. That power lay in the hands of the lab's supervisor, Nikolai, and he made his own rules. He, however, wasn't the only one who didn't play by the rules. And he wasn't the only one to whom the consequences didn't matter... Illustration for my #Emion  project #Emion  #illustration  #manga  #anime  #digitalpainting  #characterdesign  #photoshop  #drawing  #artgallery  #instagallery  #creative  #instaart  #draw  #colors  #colorful  #artwork  #instagood  #artfeature  #painting  #artist  #artistoninstagram  #dark  #horror  #scary  #creepy  #ghost  #dark  #glow 
Some notes on drawing ears :) Full sheet (with readable text) on my DeviantArt:
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They warned him to not get involved, but he did anyway. His curiosity drove him towards these ghostly children, and they welcomed him at first.
More than Moriz they were aware of the consequences. How foolish he was in their eyes, a mere human that wanted to see that what was not meant to see for human eyes. His genius would not save him this time. They probably laughed as they watched him go insane.

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They warned him to not get involved, but he did anyway. His curiosity drove him towards these ghostly children, and they welcomed him at first. More than Moriz they were aware of the consequences. How foolish he was in their eyes, a mere human that wanted to see that what was not meant to see for human eyes. His genius would not save him this time. They probably laughed as they watched him go insane. Illustration for my #Emion  project #Emion  #illustration  #manga  #anime  #digitalpainting  #characterdesign  #photoshop  #drawing  #artgallery  #instagallery  #creative  #instaart  #draw  #colors  #colorful  #artwork  #instagood  #artfeature  #painting  #artist  #artistoninstagram  #dark  #horror  #scary  #creepy  #ghost 
This is how the Neorasa rebellion started many years ago. A brute assassin, a small mind-controlling boy and a clever accountant joining forces. The rest is all history.

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I don't smoke, nor have I ever smoked. But there's characters in my story who do, so I figured it would be useful practice.

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I don't smoke, nor have I ever smoked. But there's characters in my story who do, so I figured it would be useful practice. Full sheet on my Deviantart: http://fav.me/dc6pqjp #art  #digitalart  #illustration  #manga  #anime  #digitalpainting  #characterdesign  #photoshop  #drawing  #artgallery  #instagallery  #creative  #instaart  #draw  #colors  #colorful  #artwork  #instagood  #artfeature  #painting  #artist  #artistoninstagram  #anatomy  #hands  #hand  #practice  #levelup 
Moriz liked Aiden. More than liked him, perhaps. It was the first time he met someone who he could talk with at his level, and the first one that was willing to talk either. He cherished those early morning hours, when the lab was near empty before the early shift came in. It was the best time to discuss ideas. Aiden was usually open for them. He didn't mind the whole ethics aspect too much, though sometimes he had that look on his face. A look Moriz knew all too well. It was the same look his father used to have the rare moments he spend sober. "A guilty conscience?" Moriz guessed. 
Aiden didn't respond. He just stared into the depths.
Moriz sighed. "There's no need to. We're mere scientists. We don't bear responsibility over other people's lifes." "Perhaps" Aiden replied, his tone suggesting doubt.
Moriz gave him a long look, but then turned around and carried on with his work. It was best to leave him be. Aiden was still young. He'd grow over it eventually. They all did.

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Moriz liked Aiden. More than liked him, perhaps. It was the first time he met someone who he could talk with at his level, and the first one that was willing to talk either. He cherished those early morning hours, when the lab was near empty before the early shift came in. It was the best time to discuss ideas. Aiden was usually open for them. He didn't mind the whole ethics aspect too much, though sometimes he had that look on his face. A look Moriz knew all too well. It was the same look his father used to have the rare moments he spend sober. "A guilty conscience?" Moriz guessed. Aiden didn't respond. He just stared into the depths. Moriz sighed. "There's no need to. We're mere scientists. We don't bear responsibility over other people's lifes." "Perhaps" Aiden replied, his tone suggesting doubt. Moriz gave him a long look, but then turned around and carried on with his work. It was best to leave him be. Aiden was still young. He'd grow over it eventually. They all did. Illustration for my #Emion  project #illustration  #manga  #anime  #digitalpainting  #characterdesign  #photoshop  #drawing  #artgallery  #instagallery  #creative  #instaart  #draw  #colors  #colorful  #artwork  #instagood  #artfeature  #painting  #artist  #artistoninstagram  #ominous  #dark  #red  #glow  #scifi  #sciencefiction 
There were many of these children. Experiments that held no names, just a serial number. They isolated them, keeping them apart to study their behavior. Little did those scientists know that the confines of space that applied to human beings did not apply to them. 
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There were many of these children. Experiments that held no names, just a serial number. They isolated them, keeping them apart to study their behavior. Little did those scientists know that the confines of space that applied to human beings did not apply to them. Illustration for my #Emion  project. #illustration  #manga  #anime  #digitalpainting  #characterdesign  #photoshop  #drawing  #artgallery  #instagallery  #creative  #instaart  #draw  #colors  #colorful  #artwork  #instagood  #artfeature  #painting  #artist  #artistoninstagram  #kids  #children  #powers  #supernatural  #triangle