#Rip to Idia there's no combo move for real life

[oddberryshortcake]

Idia when he has to face the final boss irl 

[s-essha]

@howlighte & @gyaryuyu SENT: MY MUSE & ART.

light spoiler warning.

The final answer isn’t as clear cut —   in lieu,  many factors merge to present the simplest answer:   he does,  in fact,  draw anime fan art.  Part stems subconsciously,  producing senseless doodles that tend to appear in the margins of any physical paper he receives,  rare as physical copies tend to get discarded post-scanning them from his phone and clicking  ‘Save as a PDF’.   Immediate isolation as a child surely didn’t help either,  sheltered from the outside  ( family business always comes first, irrespective to age )  within walls obscuring anything but screen after screen. 

Work smarter,  not harder.   Said screens became a go-to if not primary source for early development,  maturing unrefined scribbles into acute observational sketches,  both fiction and reality preceding stylistic development.  Of course,  his dad wasn’t really a fan of any of it,  chalking it up to youth’s wish,  the cruel truth known by both him,  his mother,  and Idia.   Ortho could,  and would,  be excluded from those conversations.

BUT! ———   Mindless scratches of lead and hissing at the snap of the tip  ( another omen of never-ending bad-luck,  probably! ) drift him from one world to another,  much to his own pleasure.   Even better,  losing himself with the outside surroundings additionally muffled by trusty,  signature headphones,  blaring only the BEST  —   and often underground —   music picks,  old and new!   Ritual that trails gracelessly into Night Raven,  occasionally appearing as sketches that resemble the likenesses of other peers if not sourced from a horde of varying interests.   RPGS,  ‘80s anime and manga,  campy movies,  and that barely scratched the surface for all there was to inspire.

Observation was key after all,  circling the core understandings ripped apart piece by piece to identify every single moving part.   Dissectible information that led to deepened understanding along the same lines of understanding the human form through the sketching of his body only to be ( accidentally ) depicted a stalker when caught by other student(s).   Definitely not one of his best  ( or proudest )  moments ——   it formed a decent enough topic line for a mid-term paper;   Effects of passion in depictable media,  so swallows it up regardless with unchanged admiration.   

It made sense as a topic, anyway. Passion builds coveted material,  both indie and popularized.   Lack of it strips tales of old and new both would be half of what they were in the present,  and the future’s would be any less enticing;   a dime a dozen,  in short.   Hard effort melting into bursts of creativity to build from zero to hero,  enticing any / all refined eyes in the image of pure,  unbridled devotion to craft.   The construct,  the execution,  the effort.   It all rolls itself into a PERFECT COMBO:   artistry,  passion,  understanding!    If offered the choice,  time / focus would be placed on that rather real life,  flurries of Shroud-patented rambles accessible to any who could, and would, comfortably tune in.   Gatekeeping is no fun anyway.   AFTER ALL,  anyone can replicate anything,  but it takes something by someone,  a someone who could be anyone,  to create something unforgettable.   In another life,  Idia could only hope he’d be that anyone.