Nameless-Monster

Once upon a time, in a land far away, there lived a nameless monster. The monster was dying to have a name, so the monster set out on a journey to find one. But the world was a very large place. The monster split into two and went on their way. One monster went East. One went to the West. The monster who went to the East found a village. At the village’s entrance there lived a blacksmith. “Mr.Blacksmith, give me your name” said the monster. “I can’t give you my name” the blacksmith replied. “In return for giving me your name, I’ll go inside of you and make you strong.” “Really? If you make me strong, I’ll give you my name.” The monster went inside the blacksmith. Thus, the monster became, Otto the blacksmith. Otto the blacksmith was the strongest man in the village. But then one day… “Look at me, look at me. The monster inside me is getting so big.” He said. Munch-munch, chomp-chomp, gobble-gobble, gulp. The hungry monster ate Otto from the inside out. Once again, he was a monster without a name.

When he went inside Hans the shoemaker, however… Munch-munch, chomp-chomp, gobble-gobble, gulp. When he went inside Thomas the hunter, but… Munch-munch, chomp-chomp, gobble-gobble, gulp.The monster was nameless once again. The monster went to a castle to find a nice name. Inside the castle lived a sick boy. “If you give me your name, I’ll make you strong.” “If you can heal my illness and make me strong. I’ll give you my name.” The monster went inside the boy. The boy became full of vigor. The king was overjoyed. “The prince is healthy. The prince is healthy.” The monster liked the boy’s name. He also liked living in the castle. So he restrained himself even though he was hungry. Day after day, he would be terribly hungry, but he restrained himself. But the hunger became just too great. “Look at me. Look at me. The monster inside me has gotten this big,” said the boy. The boy devoured the king and and all his servants. Munch-munch, chomp-chomp, gobble-gobble, gulp.


Everyone was gone, so the boy went on a journey. He walked for days and days. One day, the boy came upon the monster who had gone west. “I have a name. It’s a wonderful name.” Said the boy. The monster who went west replied. “I don’t need a name. I’m perfectly happy without one, after all, that’s what we are–nameless monsters.” The boy ate up the monster who went west. At last he had found a name, but there was no longer anyone around to call him by it. Such a shame, because Johan was such a wonderful name.

—  “The Nameless Monster” from Monster

if u’ve ever seen this oc of mine u’ve probably been wondering what they’re for and hey so have i lmao buT today it was solidified that they’re a super customizable monster/mutant/demon who has no set name, gender, or body type!! (the shape drawn above is just what i wanted to sketch out at the time) they have the ability to modify their physical form in any way, and they don’t mind what pronouns are used, so almost everything about them is completely up to whoever is drawing them (their horns, lack of eyes, cocky attitude, and basic tail design are the only things that can’t change) (and ehh their teeth can be changed only slightly)

since i couldn’t find any other use, and mostly because of a long discussion in band class about them today, this character is more or less gonna be an outlet for suggestive/nsfw material. i feel like i need to push my boundaries in art and i mean hey whattya gonna do am i right

now go draw my cool oc

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Obluda, Která Nemá Své Jméno

The Nameless Monster from Naoki Urasawa’s Monster. The Nameless Monster is the main character of a storybook written by one of the characters in the show, Franz Bonaparta. It’s a psychologically disturbing children’s book. I just finished Monster yesterday, so I painted this while watching it in commemoration. It’s a very lengthy and slow show, but it was worth the time invested into it. It’s a type of show that changes your outlook on life.

Also, it has sleeves because I’m stupid and can’t look at references properly.

Once upon a time, in a land far away, there lived a nameless monster. The monster was dying to have a name, so the monster set out on a journey to find one. But the world was a very large place. The monster split into two and went on their way. One monster went East. One went to the West. The monster who went to the East found a village. At the village’s entrance there lived a blacksmith. “Mr.Blacksmith, give me your name” said the monster. “I can’t give you my name” the blacksmith replied. “In return for giving me your name, I’ll go inside of you and make you strong.” “Really? If you make me strong, I’ll give you my name.” The monster went inside the blacksmith. Thus, the monster became, Otto the blacksmith. Otto the blacksmith was the strongest man in the village. But then one day… “Look at me, look at me. The monster inside me is getting so big.” He said. Munch-munch, chomp-chomp, gobble-gobble, gulp. The hungry monster ate Otto from the inside out. Once again, he was a monster without a name.

When he went inside Hans the shoemaker, however… Munch-munch, chomp-chomp, gobble-gobble, gulp. When he went inside Thomas the hunter, but… Munch-munch, chomp-chomp, gobble-gobble, gulp.The monster was nameless once again. The monster went to a castle to find a nice name. Inside the castle lived a sick boy. “If you give me your name, I’ll make you strong.” “If you can heal my illness and make me strong. I’ll give you my name.” The monster went inside the boy. The boy became full of vigor. The king was overjoyed. “The prince is healthy. The prince is healthy.” The monster liked the boy’s name. He also liked living in the castle. So he restrained himself even though he was hungry. Day after day, he would be terribly hungry, but he restrained himself. But the hunger became just too great. “Look at me. Look at me. The monster inside me has gotten this big,” said the boy. The boy devoured the king and and all his servants. Munch-munch, chomp-chomp, gobble-gobble, gulp.

      Everyone was gone, so the boy went on a journey. He walked for days and days. One day, the boy came upon the monster who had gone west. “I have a name. It’s a wonderful name.” Said the boy. The monster who went west replied. “I don’t need a name. I’m perfectly happy without one, after all, that’s what we are–nameless monsters.” The boy ate up the monster who went west. At last he had found a name, but there was no longer anyone around to call him by it. Such a shame, because Johan was such a wonderful name.