A small group of friends is flying in the sky.

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

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

Joltober Day 30 - #Witch

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

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

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

a broken robot wandering in a barren land

this one is dedicated to my haters

: Aseprite

: Zughy 32

an elite sorcerer whose body is entirely covered in gold and red fabrics