The living dead, wandering in moss-covered caves, are slowly beginning to merge with the surrounding plant life.

A sorcerer who feeds on the souls of insects in dark caves is slowly becoming no different from the insects he consumes.

You're surrounded by lots of nice and friendly people, but a voice inside tells you something is wrong, and there's a cat.

Joltober Day 30 - #Witch

As a person loses their self-awareness, their self-image begins to deteriorate.

Happy #WIPWednesday! Are you working on a game? Making some art? Practicing a song? Something else? Tell us in the comments!

a broken robot wandering in a barren land

The candle wizard summons the little candles to battle.

this one is dedicated to my haters

: Aseprite

: Zughy 32

someone waiting for the whisper of the wind in a cold and dark land