An old adventurer, who had walked to distant lands, had no reason to walk so far, but he did. He met many people, many happy and sad people. Sometimes he accompanied them, sometimes he helped them. Sometimes he succeeded, sometimes he failed. After a while, he began to observe the people he passed through from a distance. He didn't stop participating because he was bored or hated them. He watched from afar to see his existence progress without affecting the flow of the world. He still saw happy and sad people, saw their problems solved and unsolved. The only difference was that he was only observing from a distance. Now he sits in a place where there is no one, he wants to walk, but like many adventurers he has seen before, he understands his situation; perhaps tomorrow he will be able to walk again.
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The cold wind carries away the thoughts
An adventurer wandering through cold dungeons stands before another dark abyss, gazing into the darkness, searching for a way to descend.
some doodles I drew in my free time part 2 :D
Joltober Day 30 - #Witch
a fearsome hunter that hunts in the dark corners of the forest
this one is dedicated to my haters
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Some soldiers who died in the war mysteriously merge with the surrounding remains and come back to life
The creatures you kill in the dungeon recombine and transform into a flesh golem
Happy #WIPWednesday! Are you working on a game? Making some art? Practicing a song? Something else? Tell us in the comments!
The smoky city is as dark as ever, just like the thoughts beneath the mask.
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