These drawings are my attempt to try new poses and I failed at them..

Your thoughs? Should I still color them and post them anyway?

So I will do mature content, but I am not fully embracing NSFW.

I am learning things and try many ways to exceed in alot of things

without thinking about the majority of it all.

I got tired of the lack of ideas in NSFW stuff..

Since I love obscure subjects, fights, conflicts and other things.

I am not ready to go far in adult content..

My sincere excuse to not finishing stories I started.

Yeah I do that alot..

But hey this is why I made this account, to learn and do stuff.

And since NG is an open minded place for creative people like me.

I will try my best to do and make the best of what I can.

I make few mistakes, but that's not the end of my journey.

I have begin the new story Among The Mighty..

Still working on it..

Anyway.

On a high note, I thanks @Tomfulp for all his work on the website.

I wish him and his team a merry christmas.

Have my gratitude!

You are all the best and keep going.

The end of the year is coming to a close

and I am very happy for everything tonight.

Hope you all get gifts and love!

Thank you!

ZombieGhost.

Merry Christmas to all of you!

As they walk on top of the hill, the sun set show its light fully.

Matthew stand there with Kyle on his side.

"You are a tough kid.." He says with a soft tone.

A silent goes on and Matthew says.

"I was like you back in my high school years.."

Kyle doesn't say a word, as Matthew brush his hair gently for few seconds before he stop and say.

"You gonna pass through it."

Kyle look at him, but Matthew doesn't.

They stand there, Kyle look at the sun set and the orange glow is at its strongest.

"What happened back than.." Asks Kyle to him.

"I did what I have to." Simply answered Matthew.

"And what did you do.." Asks Kyle.

"I fought my problems rather than letting them take me away from my goals.." He says with a calm voice.

Kyle look at Matthew, realising what he is saying and nod.

"What is your goal, Kyle?" Says Matthew.

Kyle say nothing for a moment and than he says.

"I don't know.."

"Good.." Says Matthew and he tap Kyle's shoulder.

"Me neither." He says with a smile while looking at Kyle.

They laugh, and go back in their homes after they split up.

This was the first time they was alone together

and hopefully Kyle would love to keep this going.

The next day.

Kyle get back to high school.

The seasons goes on..

The year will go fast..

And he is ready for anything.

But he learns that the bullies that used to attack him got arrested.

So, he was fully free from any assault now.

He grow up, get stronger over the course of time.

He train at home, and sometimes he go back

to the gym..

Where coach Tyler ask him about school, and Matthew help him out too.

Then one day.

Matthew is not there..

His usual spot left empty, people seem to be worried

and as Kyle arrive there.

He asks confused.

"Where is Matthew?"

"He is not here.." Says Tyler.

Kyle can see something is wrong about the fate of his friend.

But nobody tell him anything.

"Is he dead?"

Ask Kyle.

"No kid.." Says Tyler and he left Kyle alone.

For the remaining 3 months of the year at school, Matthew is no where to be found at the gym.

Kyle is anxious about this..

What happened to Matthew?

After the summer started, his friend is still not here..

Kyle start doing skateboarding in his free time at summer,

he went to a skate park and met few guys who do the same

thing. He never talk much about his life to them,

but he enjoy life at this place.

He start by learning kickflips, then more and more tricks.

Until he learn alot through the summer.

He still go in the gym some other times, just to keep the

training in his life. So he doesn't loose that edge.

As the time keep going, Kyle feel much lighter in his life..

Even though, someone is not here..

The summer goes on without Matthew coming back at the gym.

-To be continued-

Kyle arrive with Chris at the location simply named Fierce Champions Gym.

Chris open the back door of the police car and Kyle get out carrying his gym bag on the shoulder.

"Are you coming?" Asks Kyle to Chris.

"No, but I told them everything about you. Take care." Says Chris as he drive off and Kyle is left there.

He look at the gym and finally get inside.

As he open the door, and walk down the stairs to get in the main room.

He sees everyone.

Some train on the ground, others built up muscles with machines and a couple of guys fight on ring,

sparing or literally beating each other as hard as they try.

Kyle walk around, and some notice him but didn't bother about it.

Then a deep voice call him by his name.

"KYLE right?"

Says a black man in his 40s. Kyle look at him and nod.

"The name is Tyler. I am the coach and the owner of the place." Says Tyler.

They handshake while Kyle remain silent, but Tyler seem to understand his behavior

and tap his shoulder.

"Welcome boy to the club, pick a locker and put your things in it and get ready."

But before Kyle move to the room, Tyler hold him.

"Here is your key to open and lock your locker at anytime. Go now."

Kyle obey and walk in the gym locker room, as he is in..

He sees a man well built, with mid-long hair here alone. That man glance slightly

at him with a serious eye. But then he look away, and close his locker with a firm hand.

Then he left Kyle there completely by himself.

After Kyle get ready and lock the locker. He walk back to the gym.

Coach Tyler give him few warnings about what to do and not do here.

"First off, no insults and you must respect everyone here. Take my words kid."

Kyle nod as he speak.

"You must take time before getting in the fighting ring, as long as I choose to. No pushing."

As he talk, they arrive at the corner of the gym and Tyler tap his shoulder again.

"What am I doing here?" Says to Kyle to Tyler curiously.

Kyle look around and see a mirror and a ball hanging on a rope on the roof.

"You will do shadow boxing here, and train your reflexes."

Kyle look at the mirror, he see himself clearly with a little bit of regret.

"Hey kid, this is just the beginning. Tomorrow you will be prepared for the next thing."

As Coach Tyler finish to explain every details about the training and shadow boxing.

Kyle position himself and do some punchs in the air as he look in his reflection in the mirror.

"Right, you know the whole game. Now I leave you alone. Take care."

And Tyler left him.

Kyle do every moves he can and at some point. He let all his energy out and imagine punching

the guys he fought back in school.

That memory suddenly take him back there, but this time he wasn't on the ground at the end.

He punch and keep punching.

While he was in the zone, people look at him, even the man who was in the locker room before than.

Kyle keep punching, then that man comes and stop him from going further.

"You will injure yourself if you punch too hard and fast like that." Says the man.

"Who are you..?" Asks Kyle.

"My name is Matthew. Here immitate me." Says the man as he position himself next to Kyle and does proper

shadow boxing.

Kyle follow his lead and they practice for quite awhile. Until Kyle immitate Matthew exactly like he does.

Matthew do some kicks in the air too.

But Kyle can't do that on point like he did.

"Yeah sorry, you didn't do much of that before, ok.. Lets keep on boxing rather than spicing things up.." He says to him.

The time out rings happen just as he said that.

"Break time." Says Matthew and they both separate.

Kyle look around and nobody talk to him as the time goes.

He decide to go drink some water.

After the break, he go back doing shadow boxing.

This time with more precision and care in his movements.

The day goes on and Tyler comes back to tell him the gym is closing.

Days goes on, he learn about how to train rightfully.

He does some sparing fight.

And start to appreciate his life.

As the summer wear off, the coach teach many things to Kyle.

He even befriend Matthew.

The last day of summer appear tomorrow.

Matthew invite him to go walk on a hill with him.

-To be continued-

"You are here.." Says the leader of the bullies.

They all have their hands in their pockets, looking at him with malicious intent.

But Kyle doesn't care. He feel no fear right now..

He just think about what to do next

and he says.

"Not for too long."

The bullies look at each other and the leader reply him.

"Yeah, you think so?"

Then the leader crack his knuckles, and step forward. His followers in the back

as he walk face to face in front of Kyle.

Kyle look straight at him and don't flinch.

The guy throw a punch at him, but Kyle deflect it with his hands and make him trip on the ground.

The leader is confused, did Kyle just do that.

Kyle give him a kick in the face as he tries to stand up and the other bullies run at him.

The young teenager put himself in a fighting position and prepare to fight them off.

One throw a kick at him, Kyle grab his leg and the other guy try to punch him but

Kyle block with his left arm.

Kyle give a kick to make the guy he hold his leg drop on the ground, then punch him in the face.

Then he receive a punch in the guts, Kyle hold his breath for a second, but he receive another blow.

And he get assaulted by the rest of the gang.

The leader soon join them to kick Kyle in unison.

Kyle stay down and curl in a ball to defend himself.

But all of a sudden, a police siren can be heard and the bullies run away.

Kyle look at the ground, coughing blood as the cops arrive.

"Are you alright son?" Says one of the cops, as he help him to stand up.

"What is your name." Says the cop reassuring him.

"Kyle.." He says.

"My name is Chris." says the cop and they handshake.

"What happened here.." He asks him with caution.

"I got my ass kick.. Again." Says Kyle.

"Again?" Asks Chris.

Kyle nod and he soon explain everything to the cops.

Chris and his partner help him to go home.

When the police car get noticed by Kyle's father.

He get outside and ask what happened.

"Your son is a warrior, but he was alone. So we help him out." Says Chris to Kyle's father.

"Sorry dad." Says Kyle.

His father look at him and say.

"You need to stay home, you have blood on you."

Then the cop and his father talk a bit before they left.

Later in the summer, Kyle was still training.

Then the phone rings and his father

comes to give him the phone.

"Yes?" Says Kyle.

"Hey Kyle it's Chris. How you doing?" Says the cop on the phone.

"Good.." Says Kyle alittle defeated by the memory of what happened 2 weeks ago.

"Good, I need you to come outside." Says the cop.

"Why?" Ask the young teenager nervous.

"I have friends who can help you to get better.." Explain Chris.

Kyle take a moment to realise what he is saying.

"Are you interested to do martial art?" Ask Chris.

Kyle have a bright flames coming into his eyes and he says.

"Yes."

"Good, bring your gym clothes and get in there. I am waiting." Says Chris and he close the phone.

Then Kyle prepare quickly everything and go outside where the cops were waiting for him.

And they go on the road.

Kyle was always getting bullied at school,

punched at for no real reason beside the fact

he was frail, didn't fight back and only 14 years old.

His mother passed away 4 years ago..

But before she died, she ask him to be a decent man when he grows up.

That was all she asked..

But when his face hit the ground, the group of older teenagers kicks him

in unison at the corner of the school and without a care for his sake.

Kyle didn't think much of that promise.

After the ring bells, they left him there.

Alone, beat up.

Kyle was weak..

He only wish he could be stronger..

Only just once..

Only for his own good to defend himself.

Just to show them how he can beat them back..

And so, after he stand up and feel the pain losing

its weight for a little bit.

He go home..

When he arrive at his house, he see his dad asleep in the sofa with a beer in his hand

and the TV on.

Kyle didn't bother to wake him up.

He go straight in his room that was in the second floor and lock the door.

Then, he fall on the ground and cry.

What did he do for this? What was the point to keep going? He asks himself..

Then his mind stop thinking about all the suffering, the pain and the darkness.

He remember his life back when his mother was here.

How all this was just a phase..

And he hear his mother telling him in his memory that he was going to be a decent man.

So, Kyle go in the garage.

Take some dumbbells.

And start training.

It was friday night.

No one was here for him.

And nobody will stop him.

He begin to train the whole week-end.

Then he go in the library..

He pick some books about training muscles.

And some other for psychology.

He wanted to be better.

Not just in strenght..

He started to go in the chess group in the library too.

At first it was impossible to beat anyone in the game.

He failed many times, but he didn't care.

He kept going anyway.

In everything.

He return in school monday.

But he know what was coming..

They were here, waiting for another round to kick his ass.

But Kyle this time turn around and avoided them.

By talking to the teacher.

His teacher noticed that he was different this time.

That he wasn't shy to ask things.

What was this sudden change?

So he help him out.

Kyle learn few things, after the class and get out of school 30 minutes later

then everyone.

No bullies were there waiting for him this time.

For 6 months, Kyle do all this repeatedly..

By trainning his body, his mind and the way to talk to people.

He wasn't shy anymore.

He felt confident..

He felt right..

When the last day of school happened.

Everyone was there. Even the bullies.

After the ending of the day, Kyle walk outside.

He seem a bit different..

Like if he was prepared for something.

The bullies awaited him at the entrance of the school.

They wanted a final moment to kick his ass.

-To be continued-

A legend said..

A wicked flower will appear once in a million years.

In the cold snow of winter only..

That flower will consume the coldness of the air and keep the winter much longer

than any other year..

Vincent was a young man living in the time of that long last winter.

He was hungry, half way to be frozen and he needed food.

That man walk in the forest, away from is village and desperate to kill a deer.

Armed only with his bow and arrows.

Vincent courageously go through the snow storm, knowing he will probably die anyway if he

stay in his cabin.

He walk, and walk far in the deep darkness of the forest.

The only sounds of his footsteps and the wind howling can be heard, and nothing seems to be bright for him

at this moment.

The hunger is painful, the energy of his will to live still keep him awake though.

But he know if he don't find food yet, he won't be alive much longer.

As the sky get darker, and the clouds keep any source of light to be here for him.

Vincent walk now completely in the obscurity, and feel lost.

Then after a moment of pure realisation that he cannot find anything out here.

He decide get back home..

Afraid to die there and alone.

He look up in the sky and see nothing at all. But he can hear the air passing him and feel it.

How much has he walked..? He think.

When his eyes look in front of the path he made with his feet in the snow, Vincent saw two small lights

in the black night.

Among the forest, there was a living creature there..

Waiting.. And starring at him right in the soul.

Vincent didn't think twice and draw his bow quickly.

Ready to defend himself against something he don't see

but as a mere shadow..

Something was evil in those bright yellow eyes..

As the cold made its way in the fur coat of Vincent, he start to feel way weaker than he was.

And more pairs of yellow eyes open in the distance.

Wolves.. He think for himself with no words out.

The young man begin to stretch the cord of his bow with an arrow and shoot.

But the wind run against the projectile and he don't hear anything percuting on the ground..

The eyes in the darkness, look at the direction of where the arrow finaly drop.

But instantly ignore it..

Then they all regroup, and get closer to him..

Vincent hear suddenly something he never wish to hear..

A real howling of a wolf.

And the feeling that was telling him,

was the fact that he was the meat now..

Vincent turn his feet and step in the deep snow as fast as he could.

Frightened by the feeling of pure terror of being tracked down.

He runs with no thoughs in his mind..

No reason was coming in his brain..

As he turn his head to look in his back..

He sees the shadows coming much quicker than he though it would be.

He can hear them running with their mouth open, eager to bite his neck and chew his flesh.. If not, alive.

Then..

As Vincent run in total despair, he feel nothing under his feet now..

He drop in the air, with out a sound..

In just few seconds he realise he was falling in a profond abyss.

Vincent yells and then hit the bottom after few more seconds..

The impact make him lost consciousness.

After that, he wake up from the light of the bright sun..

He stand up. Look around and understand the position he was in now.

Still hungry, but alive. Vincent look the where he falled.

A large pile of snow was there, with an hole imprinted by his body.

No wolves to be afraid of, he walk in the abyss to explore.

The exploration goes for awhile, until he found an opening in the walls.

He get in, crouch to go further in the narrow hole.

Then he comes out of there and see it.

There was a flower in the middle of a pillar of light.

A clear circle of ice was on the ground around that

flower.

Vincent come closer to it.

And as he step on the ice.

He slip and fall on his butt.

Then he get his balance back

and get close to that flower.

As he look at it, he notice the

ice that emanate from it.

He decide to pick it.

Then his hand turn cold,

and turn into ice..

His eyes widen in horror as he sees

himself turning into a complete ice statue..

And he stand there..

Petrified next to the wicked flower..

Vincent was never heard from again.

No one knows what happened from him.

But the winter kept going until now.

I think would be a good composer and song writer if I do my best in that.

I used to be a bassist back in my 20s.

I always have ideas about all sort of things, inclueding music.

I doubt I will waste my time doing that, so I will just write stuff and make myself a name.

Anyway, that's that.

Yeah, so I am gonna express what I have learned through out this year and all.

First. Art is hard to get by. It is a form of many mediums, you can shape anything

with that universal language of mix of knowledge and experience.

I become an artist since I was a kid, then I learn the difficulties of what its like through

the years, and 2023 was my real training for art.

So I have like 20 years of experimentation, and 1 year of professionalism.

I am not an expert, but I am way better than my first art in my portfolio in Newgrounds.

I used to draw in cartoon style before, now I draw in few more styles.

Realistic, manga and cartoon. Semi-cartoon and more.

But the fact I have now more talent in shading and shaping in my designs.

Make me more excellent. I sort of know what to do now. But I still need more

training.

And need to gear up.

I used the mouse for way too long.

I also do NSFW art and find myself in what is right to do in it.

My thoughs is that I have more to express in that form.

Since I never draw 2 or 3 characters at once.

I am still in that learning curve and will train even more for next year.