#concept draft

welcome to avalon

Four girls wake up with missing memories, no past… just each other inside of a strange digital world called 'Avalon'. Before they can leave, they have to explore their own maze that holds pieces of themselves and their most precious memories. Only by exploring their own labyrinths and reclaiming fragments of their memories can they rediscover who they really are. In a world of mazes, it’s the only way forward.

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This image was AI-generated based on my original artwork. This music, made by AI from suno.com, uses an AI-generated my voice recording. Yes, my singing, but that's not my actual voice! The AI ​​really did fine-tune the sound. This song is in Hungarian, not English, just so you know.

“Tsubasa of Phantasia” is an emotional fantasy anthem about six broken heroes who continue fighting against darkness despite the pain in their hearts. Inspired by magical-girl anime openings and tragic fantasy adventures, the song combines hope, courage, friendship, and sacrifice into one powerful journey through the world of Phantasia.

Here you go, I translated it into English:

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In the dark, in the storm, hear the calling light Broken hearts can still ignite the night Hand in hand, we will fly again Through the tears, beyond the end!

[Verse 1 – Syaoran & Sonic]

Syaoran walks through the endless rain Carrying scars and hidden pain He gives his soul to protect the stars Even when the world falls apart

Sonic runs through the shattered sky Laughing loud while his heart still cries Even broken, he won’t fade away He keeps moving till the final day!

[Chorus]

We are the wings of tomorrow! Burning through sorrow! Never surrender, never fall apart! Across the stars we’re shining! Through destiny climbing! The fire of courage lives inside our hearts!

[Verse 2 – Peter & Danny]

Peter wandered far from his crown Lost his name and cast it down But the legend still remained inside King Arthur rises with the light!

Danny walks where the spirits cry Lonely echoes in his eyes Still he shields the weak from fear A ghostly flame forever near

[Bridge – Punch & Gilgamesh]

Punch hides her tears behind a smile Walking alone through endless trials A shadow path beneath her feet Still her heart refuses defeat

Gilgamesh, the king of pain Lost his warmth again and again Yet he chose the world above his scars And became the light within the dark

From Tsubasa of Phantasia Their souls will never disappear!

[Final Chorus – bigger & explosive]

We are the wings of forever! Stronger together! Even the sadness cannot break our flame! Through every shattered story! We’ll rise in glory! And carry hope for every heart in pain!

Oh-oh-oh! We won’t say goodbye! Oh-oh-oh! We still can fly! Through the darkness we will find the dawn! The legend of Phantasia lives on!

Beyond the tears… beyond the sky… Their wings will always shine…

I like to imagine Tim and his team have set up villain liaison, aka therapists in whatever city they operate

It all started when a civilian flagged them down at a public brawl, and asked them what was the protocol for creating a dossier on a suspected supervillain

And because the people of DCU actually have some decency, the person in question refuses to elaborate any further

As far as they can tell, a third string, B list minor villain is a client of a normal therapist;

Who is reasonably worried about a relapse, becoming collateral, and getting charged for complacency in a crime of terrorism

So they have to work with a regular professional who is not in the know, refuses to compromise their oath of secrecy

he hit 90 in the school zone screaming up between council strips like Paul Walker’s ghost, eyeing off his phone all the while. education gap education gap revving at 3.5 because an hour ago at home he tried and tried again to only talk

they are cruel in writing and crueller faceless and offline. paragraphs and sarcasm flooded with support. this bitch got 39 fucking likes on a reply to his comment & all bitch-faced feminists and fuckwit blokes looking to nail one anyway, and can you hear them all laughing in their parent’s houses, in lofty rooms; in student housing in bed with each other, smug among block colour paint and pre-mixed cans of spirits; over coffee in cafes converted from gentrification?

but there was one cunt who found where he lived. that explains it #housos gasping in the open window’s doppler rush. http:// this http:// that but by the time his shithouse modem loaded anything he was shaking he found the keys he put a hole in the plasterboard he used a screwdriver to punch a hole in the exhaust pipe and it roars proud now beneath the city interchange

the guy has a suburb he lives in. it slides past the car windows now – terraces, gardens, boutiques. this guy has a house and a HECS debt and a thin translucent skin from flicking between screens of girls he went to highschool with and a facebook feed of chances to make someone feel like a fucking idiot.

there’s a car up ahead, red light. it’s brand new with green plates, silhouettes move behind the windshield glare. a private school fuck with EPL posters in his room, an arts major brunette with her hands in his lap