“Cursed Former Hero: The Recluse”

The world is cursed because of me… A comedy about a former hero who is a recluse, drawn by Jun Mizuzaka.

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The world is cursed because of me… A comedy about a former hero who is a recluse, drawn by Jun Mizuzaka.

Song of Syllogisms

Your perfection makes a way,

When I loved you, it was true.

Until your people made it difficult,

Until they made it impromptu.

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I gleaned a way in others’ scrolls,

One with my own caricatures.

Easy to hear, and easier to follow;

My own hand’s literature.

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You told me the rules and I listened,

Hiding in performative liveries:

If we don’t need their faith, neither will I,

Limit my spirit with thievery.

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I am free, my sad darlings,

No slave to archaic monarchy.

No fool to the rules you imagine,

The master of my own destiny.

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Master, by the whims of fate,

Master, as heartbeats race,

Master, to all I envision,

Mastered by the mirror’s face.

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In my perfection, we take every way.

All your desires burn so true.

With my people, it’s always easy,

We all are one, just without you.

Sins of the Father

Mourn inherited music,

Instrumental ideology,

Playing out of time,

Rhythm of morality.

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Tightened strings like shackles snap,

The coiled wires intonate you.

If only you had known!

The truth is that you always knew.

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Sparks of valor snuff themselves,

Too much like better days before,

Scream it out, your better ways,

Eating glass will prove your scorn.

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Validation comes with anger.

A kind of joy that breeds our death.

Your empty song that long defiled,

Sacred words for fleeting breaths.

Holy shit no wonder I’m fronting to do my actual job for once, the mom is being a fucking bitch and getting pissed at everyone. She wants me to do the dishes after we eat dinner and no one’s ever enthusiastic about that, so I reasonably respond with just okay and she bitches about some; “Why does everyone have to make things so difficult in this house!?” Are you fucking crazy women, calm down. And she’s banging things around in the kitchen trying to find a spatula, fuck lady…I know it sounds not that bad in my description of things but damn

The New Undead

Infection like a flood,

One after the other,

Green skin and groaning,

Came the world’s zombies.

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Their soft consciousness,

Easily influenced, led.

Not fully braindead,

But what’s the difference?

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Betrayals followed,

Friends feeding unturned,

Bite-marks worn as badges,

Family ties and spouses spurned.

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Then I, under authority,

Sent to teach new ranks,

Left to die alone,

Fled the foul facility.

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New lovers could not hide,

Like rushing water,

The hidden washed away,

And I escaped slaughter.

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These final days,

The world’s end…

I watch Earth tremble,

Under undead stumbles.

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As the devil rises,

He comes to the unturned,

Yet finding me, hesitates,

Unable to see my face.

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Mankind as self witness,

There are no powers greater.

My watcher’s purpose only,

Unknown even to me.

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Warriors trained to battle,

I see but do not fight.

Waiting for my call,

I, with the others, wait.

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I watch the fall from afar,

Saved by grace beyond,

Silently, ever the servant,

Helper of the absent.

Nightfarers in free time be like

Another cringe one animation, cause I have no idea why my tiktak is messed up for me and how to un-mess it

I hope it’s not too obvious that the dress didn’t fit the model properly and it literally tears with every movement

I think the only interesting element of this is that I found it partially correct to restore locations from nightreign

the Recluse got a special solo mission for you

i love being carried in solo queue nightreign

Cyborg Quirks

Black fills space beyond the screen.

Insomnia dwells where stars belong,

Tell me why I should put it down,

I believed in the darkness too long.

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Heartbeats falter when I beg,

Irrational optimisms feature tears,

Tell me why I should believe again.

My own darkness assuages fears.

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You are the vector of magnitude,

I am dragged by a will beyond terror,

Broken by the promise of hope,

I embody a deep system error.

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Crash me out of your dialog.

Programmed me like a machine.

Hiking up a disillusioned smile,

I say yes to love I don’t mean.

Unknown Waters

Strip of glue across my back,

Pieces of my history,

Stuck like nails into a board,

Bent and broken little tacks.

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Ouroboros elements,

Venomous in enmity,

Centipedes across my spine,

Circling my firmament.

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Break me free of my debris,

Disturb my forlorn understanding,

Rolling flames lick my soul,

Smoke embroils my deceit.

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Sea legs sway in turmoiling,

I dream of vomit I used to know,

Just to wash in acrid taste,

Of unknown waters passion chased.

Dynamic Stagnation

I pantomime their revelry,

With fizzing juice and chivalry,

Shouting praise as ticking slows.

A holy orb descends, aglow.

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Higher places rise avowed,

Lofty words incensed and proud,

“To betterment for all mankind!”

As stupor-fiends deburr their minds.

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Cheer for 2026,

We haven’t yet learned all its tricks;

The same as ever, incremented,

As if it cures what we’ve demented.

Recluse from Elden Ring Nightreign aesthetic

“amazing chest ahead” by Kajin-man@kajinman_art

Fangs

briar sorcery