The Skull of Memory

"You made my life, so I can't forget. You ruined it too, so I can't forget. I made your death, and now I'll always remember. I can't forget. I'll never forget. Sometimes I want to, but I can't forget. The pain of your life, the pain of your death, I'll always remember, I can't forget."

Oh, that Myoru, he's such a cheeful boy isn't he? *sarcasm* For those of you who were completely lost with that sorry piece of drivel, I don't blame you. I suppose I should tell you the story of Myoru to make things all clear, but that would spoil the novella I'm writing, and in anycase, I don't know all of it myself. Suffice to say Myoru (that's the lad up there sitting on his father's skull, the one with the freaky armor and red hair), had a royal problem with his dad, and who can blame him? Seein' how his dad was a nasty, spiteful, arrogant, raping monster who would have eaten Myoru alive the moment he was born had his mother not known a very handy cloaking spell. So yeah. Myoru hunted him down when he was only fourteen and killed him. Eat that ya legendary monster raper, ha. He made armor out of his father's bones, and a sword from one of his claws. But he left the skull. It's still there, the treasure hunters haven't got it yet, lying somewhere in the Bone Mountains. Myoru goes back there sometimes to sit and mope.

I know he'd probably like to forget all about his dad. But he can't, not when he's carrying pieces of the old man around on his body. Poor guy. >.> And anyway, Myoru is half taikyo, and those animals always remember. So does Myoru.

Five days with prismacolor pencils on paper. I paid special attention to the lighting of this piece, so I hope you likey. The story related above, Myoru, the taikyo, etc. are all © to ~ Agent-Elrond so don't you dare steal... unless you want to end up like Myoru's daddy. >.<