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Greetings! Hello! Hii!!! Good morning, good afternoon and good evening, they call me Ace, hey. I'm a dumb aspy Costa Rican boy who aspires to be something one day and make everybody happy! I like to write and create new things and play new games. Currently (As accurate as july 2014) I'm making mny drawings but I can't really post them anywhere as it's personal work, but from time to time I'll post here.|
I have a Tumblr as well, I would mostly post original arkwork there to balance things up and here mostly as my secret stash of horrible self aware fanart I guess I'll leave my Tumblr link there I guess, I'm still not sure, though, I'm still writin this at this moment, but when you finish reading I guess I finished writing it some time ago...huh...how can I explain this...uuuuh nevermind, then just roll wth it.
I really like to talk to people, so don't be afraid to talk to me! I would love to. Also, hope you enjoy my work. I know it's not thee best thing in the internet, but I do hope that one way or another, others could enjoy it as much as I did while making it.
This Deviantart is also avalible in: Español (Fluído, es mi idioma natal) and Français ( Je parle un petit peu de français) and I don't know, japanese...eeeehhh can't say I really speak it, so sorry about it.
You wanna see more cool stuff? Check my friend list on Deviantart! those guys are amazing! and they are really kind and their arkwork is amazing also!!! GO GO GO!!
Anyways, as I estated, I'm Ace and hope you enjoy your stay.
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I have a youtube but I haven't uploaded stuff there that is...significant...at least so far :/ maybe one day.
❤ With acertain cutie, life's so great/////
Pepon Kingdom (Prologue, preview)My name is Xy. Xy Shadowlock. I was born deep within Oaksoul Forest, and at the age of six I watched from a hiding place as guards from a neighbouring kingdom and a handful of angry castle peasants barged into our home and took my mother and father. I stood at the window and watched them burn my mother alive as my father struggled against the guard's grip. What was her crime? They accused her of being a witch. After the burning of my innocent mother they dragged my father away. His head was dangling low and his knees brushed against the dirt below, I followed after them.
I ran through the forest trying my best to keep quiet. I slithered between the trees; my father had taught me how to move quietly throughout the green maze so we don't disturb the shadows below. He would always ramble about them, how they'll help the Shadowlock clan when we need it most. I always thought it was just a fairytale. I trailed behind the murderous, blood-thirsty, group. My father still didn't move, he remai