The cold wind carries away the thoughts

Join the dance of the dead

some doodles I drew in my free time part 2 :D

Joltober Day 30 - #Witch

The creatures you kill in the dungeon recombine and transform into a flesh golem

this one is dedicated to my haters

: Aseprite

: Zughy 32

The smoky city is as dark as ever, just like the thoughts beneath the mask.

An adventurer wandering through cold dungeons stands before another dark abyss, gazing into the darkness, searching for a way to descend.

I've noticed a pattern in my art. I will switch it up, just give me a sec to be obsessed first

a fearsome hunter that hunts in the dark corners of the forest