Uploaded February 2019 | Updated September 2026, 1 week ago

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(and the song too lol unless u already knew)

Sorry if it all moved too fast, I had to cram the file before iMovie deleted it all. Next time I'll try to handle it better ^^;

I chose this song because of how I felt the lyrics ties in to Akilov's story and feelings. His yearning to be remembered, to be part of something, even if he is insignificant. He knows he cannot be someone else, he cannot change how he was born, how he turned out. But he hopes for once he will not be just a ghost lost in time, but someone real who existed to someone, even if for a little while.


The story:
The story takes place in Gateway (sister world to Leif's world) The boy in the art is Akilov, a birdfolk, however, he doesn't have any physical features of his people, causing him to be scorned by them. His father even suspects and accuses of his wife mingling and producing a son with a human. His flock constantly berates him for being useless to their community's way of life and survival. They chase him out of their territory after he reaches a certain age and shows no development of any bird features, and peck and claw at him whenever they see him near. He lingers on the outskirts of their territory, trying to get back and be accepted, to no avail.

One day, a patrol catch sight of him and go to chase him off, he falls into a hollowed out burrow under a big tree, and hides there. Inside, he finds the remains of an enormous scorpion, though where its head should be, was a more mask like version of its face. Curiously, Akilov inspected it before attempting to wear it. The mask was the mask of the scorpion lord, Isctura. In bugfolk culture, many of their ancient warriors and bugs of history has their spirits preserved in masks of their own faces, to be worn by a chosen descendant of their species during a ceremony, to have their spirit take over the bearer, and allowing them to interact with their people.

Akilov's sparrow spirit is forcefully fused with the scorpion lord's, whom is outraged by the disrespect shown by Akilov's act. Since 1, Isctura was slain by birdfolk, the bugfolk's ancient enemies. 2, the mask is sacred and to be worn only by a descendant bugfolk of the buglord's species, chosen to be worthy. And Akilov, the enemy, has beared and worn the mask. 3, Isctura's spirit is fuse into that of his enemy's. 4, he is in his enemy's lands, far from his home and people.

Isctura berates and scolds Akilov for his disrespect and crimes against his people and culture, though demands he take the mask back to a bugfolk nest or colony to be returned. Akilov, used to being berated but always trying to be made useful and accepted, agrees. Over their journey, Isctura finds amusement in Akilov and his story, he harbours some pity, but is unwilling to forgive him or his people.

After many complications, Akilov gets Isctura home, and is given unfriendly welcome by the bugfolk there. After the proper bearer takes upon the mask of Isctura, he dresses Akilov, scolding and scorning him for his crimes and his people's. However, he grants a certain mercy in allowing Akilov to leave with his life, though warning him to never return.

To everyone's surprise, Akilov thanks the bugfolk and Isctura. "Although even if I am just a criminal in your story, I thank you for keeping me in your history. I may be hated, scorned, berated or barely mentioned much. But at least someone will remember me. You and my people will never accept me. So to be just remembered... is more than I could have ever dreamed of. Thank you."

Akilov leaves the buglands, going who knows where, but satisfied with being remembered by someone. Even if not as a good thing.


Sometimes the hero isn't seen a hero. Sometimes the hero doesn't get praises from those he saves or aids, or be given a happy life of admiration. Sometimes the hero is the villain, but yet not one to be remembered or stopped. Sometimes the hero returns to their normal life, slipping back into invisible ghosts, thankful for being given the chance, even if for a moment, to be someone to someone else.

Sometimes that's all a hero is in a story. Someone given a chance to be something. How the story ends, not many really care for. But these moments of glory will be remembered by those they touched. Good or bad.


oof sorry its long

Music:
Hated person song - 164
Cover by:
Vocals/Mix: Oktavia
Music/Lyrics: 164 (mylist/3304983)
youtube.com/watch?v=BVDQk3dcve8

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