There was weakness here. It is gone now.

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So not to be all cryptic and all, but the self-reflection on how I once portrayed myself as Farachon was very much so due to incredibly low self-esteem, insecurities, and need to prove myself. Thus, I projected this image of strength, arrogance, confidence and physical appeal. All things Farachon.

But that isn't me. Never was.

Thus, I've, so to speak, molted my skin and now portray myself as I am now. A silly goofball snakething. It is still merely a mask I wear for convenience, but it is a comfortable mask that does not truly change me other than by appearance.

You see, that weakness I once had, that thing I tried hard to deny and hide, is no longer there. I've found my self-worth. I've found who I am, and accepted that. I no longer need the mask that was Farachon.

Still, Farachon's stupidly complex design and trademark glowing markings still linger in my head, and I really should draw him more. He too, deserves to be himself, after all!

Anyway, here he is giving me, specifically, a stink eye for not drawing him more. He should be grateful, though, I gave him a stronger jawline!

This obviously will be in scraps because it is just a sketch and I honestly didn't expect to go on a whole tangent about myself as a person yada yada.

Felt good sketching him again, though. That is all~