'Please... No more...'

"Please... No more... No more..." ~ Ki Tenmou

A sketch I decided was good enough to scan and color on PS Elements 2.0....

This is yet to be finished. I might draw him on tiles like in this flashback. Maybe even draw three shadows over him. I'm not sure yet. But it will be updated later.
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Tenmou's blue eyes weakly tightened as his suppressed memories of his brutal childhood began flooding back into his mind; images of himself lying on a tile floor at the feet of three angels immediately arose. He was crying, curled into a tight fetal position, his hands clenching his head, his legs pulled close, and his tail curled between his legs in fear and pain.
"He's had enough for today," one faceless angel snickered and gave Tenmou one last kick in the side. Tenmou could easily recall the searing pain from the open wounds on his body as he'd been kicked; his fists tightened and shook with anger.
"You WILL learn your place, you little mongrul," the second angel growled in disgust.
"You don't belong here anymore. You're causing so much uneccessary pain to your family; you strip them of their hard-earned honor as Angels of Death!" the third hissed, his voice sharp and condemning. Tenmou was still just a child, and the memories of the elders' words stung him bitterly; he knew they should have had no effect on him, but alas, they had scarred his mind with the ideas of worthlessness and purpouseless. The themes hadn't yet faded from his now dark, macabre, adult mind...
The three shadows passed by the curled child, leaving Tenmou sobbing in his blood, his open wounds crying, his mind condemned, and his heart crucified... Nothing was left... They had left nothing alive...
"They shall not win," he whispered, his eyes slowly opening to see he'd clenched his fingers so tightly that his long fingernails had dug into his palm. He slowly curled his fingers back, not wincing from pain, and allowed his blood to seep from the four slits and run down his arm; the red liquid disappeared into his black kimono. "I was born with a purpouse... I have a purpouse... They shall not win."