Zenonia Doodles!

Zenonia doodles!

My god this fandom is so dead like what the fuck. Can’t say I’m surprised though, most of the games got wiped out of existence from Playstore and Apple Store cuz Gamevil didn’t update it anymore. Still, this franchise was great!

Currently replaying Zenonia 4, finally beat Zenonia 3 after a decade, and I’d like to play Zenonia and do the evil route when I get the chance.

Aight so a little headcanon, Regret can sense negative emotion ever since he was a kid. He doesn’t make sense of them until the start of Zenonia where his father dies but you can imagine how shitty he feels when he was in Ayles. Bruh.

Also, the townsfolk of Ayles weren’t influenced by the energy of Ladon inside Regret because if that was the case then Chael would’ve been treated like a king cuz he’s an absolute angel. Or maybe this is just me spouting crap out of my ass.

Still.

Oh and the Dragon Clan are sick fucks.

I’m so sorry Regret :,)

No. No I’m fucking not.

Spoilers:

So yeah. Zenonia 3 ending? Lots of copium. Gods. It hurts so bad. So I cope by making a doodle of this wonderful father and son. Fuck Temir, Regret best dad. There were so many flashbacks, it was so cuteeeeeee.

I love them.

I wish they get a happy ending in Zenonia Chronobreak.

Zenonia

It was so unfair.

Pardon had been given the opportunity to watch the future after he'd apprenhensively and suspiciously threw his sword at the wall. While it took a lot more time to convince him, he never thought that he'd agree to such a ludicrous thought.

It wasn't much of a thought. Not anymore.

But as the videos progressed, as the room became less empty, he thought of how unfair it was to watch someone's life like it was some story. For entertainment.

That pain and suffering conveyed at the screen were not fake and to see it play out with such detail felt almost disrespectful to see. But the voice told him that this was necessary. That this was for the sake of the future. So he watched.

So he watched his son's life play before him.

And his heart sank.

After his death, Regret's life took a turn for the worst.

At first Regret denied his death but he was forced to accept it as he saw his corpse being lowered to the ground. He refused to leave his bed for the first week as his death weighed heavily on his shoulders that he couldn't bring himself out from the comfort of their own home.

The second...well.

Regret left town. He left to make himself a home at Adonis and work to his hearts content as he tried to navigate his way without Pardon. But it didn't feel like he left willingly. Sure, he agreed, but mostly because of how different everyone started treating him.

Anger quickly draws ahold of him at how the townsfolk treated Regret after his death. He always knew the villagers didn't like him. The fact that everyone was so adamant in convincing him to return back to duty and leave the kid to an orphanage told him right off the bat that they didn't like Regret. But he never knew it was this bad.

He never knew it was to the point that they wanted Regret gone that they'd send him to his death.

So when Billy offered to let him stay at Adonis, his chest lightened.

It was outlived quickly.

Because oh dear god.

Billy was...he was...

He gave Regret another offer. A way to become stronger. To join him and his group—the Guild of Night—to train him. Help him become stronger. And in his grief, Regret accepted.

But that wasn't the case.

Because after winning a challenge to prove Regret was worthy of joining became his hell and purgatory. Came endless grueling training that forced his son to his feet despite wiggling legs and a stumbling limp. Wounds covered his body, some of which he's sure will scar for the rest of his life as a smoldering tattoo sat on his shoulder, skin angry and red and the haunting Dragon Clan symbol showing where he belonged to.

Like an object. A fucking object.

But the other members show it off proudly and Regret does too even with stiff held back shoulders and a shaky tired grin on his bruised face.

The grin slowly fades as a permanent frown tugged at the corner of his lips, eyes dim and dull, the light gone from those brilliant blues and he's not sure if they'll ever shine again.

His proud boy became meek. Silent. Aloof. Something he never thought he'd see in him. He flinched whenever someone got too close and becomes quiet whenever someone raised their voice.

But Regret was different in that training ground. Someone fierce, unrelenting, cruel—or trying to be. But everytime he got the opportunity to strike a finishing blow, he hesitates. And someone shouts and shouts and shouts until Regret was on the ground heaving and coughing and puking.

And tears roll down his watery blues. "But there has to be—"

Then he winced at another reprimanding yell. Pardon has to physically restrain himself from throwing hands at a screen because Regret gets held by the throat and lifted off the ground and his face was turning blue as he tried to fight the hand trying to take his air and his life—

"—I'm trying to make you strong! Don't you want to be strong?!"

"I-I do but—!" Came his choked reply, saliva and blood trailing down his chin.

"Then give me everything you've got! Come at me!"

At another round of stabbing silence, Regret was thrown to the hard floor.

His son gasped and gasped and gasped, clawing his broken hand to his chest as though it'll help him breathe normally again before tears flood his cheeks.

And then another scream. "Do you want to avenge him?!"

And suddenly, Pardon's heart dropped to his stomach.

That was the reason he joined. That was the reason he accepted. He was the reason Regret accepted in the first place.

"Do you want to make him proud?!"

And Regret trembled from the floor, sweat, tears, and blood pooling below him.

"Are you gonna just let his murderer run away?!"

Something changed because Regret shook harder and his knuckles turned white clenched on the ground. He breathed, his ragged breaths echoing through the walls, becoming pants.

"Are you just gonna let that murderer live when your father died—?!"

Regret screamed.

And there's red. There's so much red.

Billy was dead.

His son stared at the corpse with dead eyes, void of any light, glazed with a haunting look as murky blues reflect the blood staining the floor.

Billy was dead.

Pardon can't help but feel satisfied. The traitor. The bastard. He released a breath he didn't know he was holding and watched as the door opened and two dragons come, one taking the body, the other taking Regret.

"Good job." It said with a hand on his head. Regret doesn't answer. He's slumped on the dragon's shoulder, inhaling shuddered breaths as his body quivered. The dragon guided him back to his assigned room and as the door closed Regret collapsed to his knees, struggling to keep himself from falling face first.

At first, there's inhales and exhales. The second, a hitch.

And then finally, tears.

He cries and cries and cries until there's nothing to cry anymore. Salty tears mixing with the blood that still hasn't healed or hasn't been treated. All of panic and anger melted into something distressed and guilt ridden, murmuring nothing but apology after apology with cries of help that no one will hear behind those blood stained walls.

And yet despite it all, Regret called. "Pa..." he said so quietly, voice coarse and bleeding and shaking. "I'm sorry." He bows, pressing his bleeding forehead to the ground. "I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry—"

Regret cried until the night came and passed.

And the video ends there.

Pardon blinked away his own tears, quickly wiping them away to stare at his grown daughter.

Her eyes flared with anger whenever she had to watch these videos but ocean sapphires stared at the blackened screen with a haunted look, eyes blown wide and shocked with something he couldn't read. Pardon knew she was angry at Regret. He doesn't know why but she is. But after seeing all of that...

His son joined a cult. A fucking cult. And he couldn't even blame him by doing so. Billy was someone he trusted and he was the only one that didn't treat Regret any differently after everyone did. Pardon trusted him too. He thought that the man would help his son but no, instead he took advantage of him at his most vulnerable state and died doing so.

Billy was traitor.

He deserved it but at what cost? He was his son's first kill.

Billy may have died but he did with a cost.

Regret would never be the same.

Old art I didn't post lets goooooooo!

TheFamousFilms :)

More father and son :D

This was literally just after the video when Bryan adopted Gregory lmao

And then these two:

I love them. So much. They kinda look like a Christmas tree. But seriously, whats their duo name? I've just been calling them business duo when in actuality they're so not great business partners with each other.

Still though. I love their dynamic with one another. Besties since college. College buddies that help each other. And then betray each other. I love them :)

Bryan with lava eyes :DDD

It’s been a while since I fully colored smth :,)

Here’s the Sketch and the one with a background!

I attempted to make lava. I’m not sure if it went well lmao.

I also don’t know how to draw or render muscles but BUFF BRYAN SUPREMACY!

HE IS SLIGHTLY TONED BUT HE CAN FLATTEN A STONE FUCKING COUNTER THATS CANON FIGHT ME

Honestly, I’m not sure if I can write this AU. With confidence I mean. I already got like a 15k word outline going on and it’s still going and it’s been like that for the past 3 years. Yeah. Pretty crazy. But if I can’t write this then I might resort into posting a bulleted list on what I should’ve written in the betterment of those 3 years instead of making a long ass outline to get it out into the world.

I love this AU, you have no idea, but it is so hard to write. So bear with me. I’ll give a bit of insight into it.

• This is a canon divergence of the canon timeline where instead of Bryan taking the hit, it’s Molten taking the hit. (My guy is not having a great time. Both of them.)

• This AU is canon defiant to the actual lore in Bryan’s series. A lot actually. This is a bit more canon compliant to the Fnaf storyline. Focusing more on spirits and souls than portals and portal magic. Soul juice produced from murdered children. All that good stuff. Don’t get me wrong, I love the series but I wish it focused on the souls of the kids and their stories if only a little.

• Let’s say there are a lot of hidden secrets in the old pizzeria that Bryan would carry to his grave. Most of them is guilt. The other is shame borderlining to self loathing.

• “No one would ever believe you.” :)

• This AU’s pov is also on the animatronics side. Mostly Freddy, Helpy (the old one), and maybe probably Foxy (the Rockstar one) I miss them, okay?

• Pat is around too. Watching over the animatronics while getting deathly afraid of them for a definite period of time before making friends with them because wow, those robots aren’t actually gonna force them into a Freddy Fazbear suit. Why did they listen to a pre-recorded message anyway?

• Jon is the one that stumbles onto the secret. But its not complete. He wonders where he should find the other pieces.

• You know OG Freddy? How he was repaired? Yeah. That part wasn’t the only thing that brought him back to life.

• And the monitor Lefty stole from the pizzeria? Maybe Egg Baby? Wonder whats that for?

• The book that Bryan gave to Twisted Bonnie also changed. Still has the blueprints of the animatronics but of different animatronics.

• “Hmmmm, I wonder what I can do for Baby’s birthday? How can I make it her happiest day of her shortlived li—wait, can I even say that?????”

• Also, does anyone know what happened to Twisted Freddy? Did he just become the wind or what? We’ll see.

• Since Lefty didn’t die, let’s say Shadow Freddy had other places to be. And Twisted Wolf? Honestly forgot about that guy hahaha I’ll think of something.

• Oh! EB (Evil Bryan) is there too! Like actually.

• It’s quite funny to have two short humans going on offense while literal monsters go on support and defense lmao. What a bunch of losers.

• “See you on the flipside!”

• Hey. What’s up with Bryan’s eyes?

That’s all for now. Maybe I’ll post another one or work on a chapter? Who knows…

I can’t promise anything. I can only promise that the next will take a whileeeeeeee, a post or a chapter.

I still have not named this AU and marked it as INSERT TITLE HERE.

And to those that recognize that title, I am so sorry. I literally redid the first 5 chapters, finished 4, then dropped it off at chapter 7-8. Chapter 1-4 are finished but 5-8 is a land mine. I don’t know how to keep it going lmao. No really, it’s a struggle writing this dang thing and I want it out of my head too. I can’t promise any chapters or that I’m working on it because I’m so busy but I did not forget it if thats what you’re thinking. It’s just hard to write. Like really hard. That’s why I focused a bit on oneshots.

One things for sure though. It’s either chapter 5, 6, or 7 BUT—

Minigames. Plus Springtrap.

ITH!Bryan: Oh joy.

Feel free to ask questions about this AU! I’d be happy to answer! (Most of them anyway. Can’t reveal everything.)

Doodle

제노니아 리그릿(Zenonia Regret)

Okay. This has been bugging me for god knows how long BUT—

Remember how Steve went into his head to find Bryan? Like, the time when Bryan was still a corpse inside his suit and stuff? Glitchtrap still being there and all? Well there was this one thing that did not make sense like at all.

If Bryan didn’t remember Steve when he was found in the pizzeria, who the fuck called him???????

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