Akane

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Akane(or Isa Akane B., as it says on her website) is a shit artist who draws nothing but Legacy of Kain. YAOI Legacy of Kain. Yaoi Legacy of Kain featuring only two characters: Kain and Raziel. Subsequently, her biggest fan is GoddessMillenia. Others on DevianTART regularly fap to her art, because it saves them having to draw their own porn.

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[edit] Jewtubin'

Last Thursday, GoddessMillenia started a Jewtube war that raged on for many days, while she followed several users to their pages to scream "stop harassing me!" Of course, one of the casualties was Akane, who GM couldn't bear to see insulted.


It should be noted that for all her shitty artwork, it's really the people around her that create lulz. After losing a flame war on her talk page, GoddessMillenia tried to delete this page and others. What a fucktard.

[edit] Website

Typical Bravepages bullshit.
Typical Bravepages bullshit.

Like many Kaintards, her website is on bravepages. 'Nuff said.

The site is riddled with ads and loads unbearably slow. Again, typical Bravepages.

Usually the front page is supposed to make people want to see more of your site...
Usually the front page is supposed to make people want to see more of your site...

It's filled with her shitty artworks and even shittier fanfiction.

A look(not too close) affords us with this prime example:

Kain looked at the Reaver, huming and shining slightly and still vibrating with pride and joy. Raziel was happy, he had fulfilled his part in that crucial war.

Standing among the Pillars, Kain, stroke the Reaver gently. Something was left to be done. Something he had promised Raziel and himself he would try to do.

—"Wings" excerpt


And:

I miss him. Miss his caring arms and hands. I've always been his favorite lieutenant. Maybe that's because I was the first he made. He has always been there for me. He was there to comfort me in my first years in this new life, to take my anguish away. He had always taken me in his arms, then, when I cried my heart out for no reason. Sometimes we sat and he took me in his arms and rocked me like a baby, telling me he understood how I felt. Other times I just sat on the cold marble at his feet and rested my head on his thigh as he silently stroked my hair. The contact was enough to calm my soul. He was like a father comforting his young son. Somehow, that's what I was.

—"Rebirth" excerpt


Not content to confine borderline incest to print, she also has a gallery full of Yaoi art that is mostly pen and pencil and all terrible.

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