A traveler, more like a machine than a man, with little left but himself, searches for and helps survivors of the Great Lightning; but as the years pass, their appearances, voices, and speech begin to change, but the traveler remains the same

A machine that lost its purpose long ago is still actively roaming around longer than it should. Why does it still continue? Does it have a new purpose, or is it afraid of what will happen if it stops? Does stopping or continuing really make sense?

The octopus, despite being a stranger to the region, appears strangely skilled at blacksmithing

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

carrot horses roaming in open fields

Went to a garden recently, brought my friends along 💚💚

A normal human being, just like you

Try, try, try, try, to think o’ something different, Oh, my, God, Keep, me from going Lunatic

zelda pixelart !!

Something starts to come out of the bowl