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Jen Hara is a fictional character and the lead protagonist of the Zero Unit comic book series, she is a mercenary agent for the shadow company known as the Zero Unit, along with the other operatives of the company, she is sent out to accomplish clandestine and highly classified missions for wealthy clientele Tough, fearless and highly independent, Jen Hara is a lone wolf, she mostly embarks on assignments by herself, a highly trained operative and a master martial artist, she bests numerous adversaries in combat and stops at nothing till her mission is accomplished Jen Hara appears in all the Zero Unit comics which are currently being published here, like and support my works, I'd be posting several awesome artworks and comics

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Butterfly

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Cat

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Portrait

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Girl pencil portrait drawn with graphite

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The Magic Box

A funny one shot story that's about morals and how it's not okay to take stuff that doesn't belong to you

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Illustration

They are my illustrations by analog and digital. ↓Blog http://hisashisaruta.blog/

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TO ANIME LOVERS🌹

In the style of an anime Sinestrea an anime girl stands in front of the small door, their hand resting on the handle as they contemplate their next move. The room is empty, save for a single beam of light illuminating the gold powder in the corner. The texture of the door is rough and worn, suggesting it has been used frequently. The angle of the photo is taken from below, emphasizing Sinestrea's height in comparison to the door.

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WINGS

Wings

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Growing old

What is it to grow old? Is it to lose the glory of the form, The lustre of the eye? Is it for beauty to forgo her wreath? —Yes, but not this alone.

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Blackbird

How sweet the harmonies of afternoon: The Blackbird sings along the sunny breeze His ancient song of leaves, and summer boon; Rich breath of hayfields streams through whispering trees; And birds of morning trim their bustling wings, And listen fondly, while the Blackbird sings. How soft the love light of the West reposes On this green valley's cheery solitude, On the trim cottage with its screen of roses, And murmuring mill-race, and the wheel Its bubbling freshness—while the Blackbird sings.

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