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

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

a broken robot wandering in a barren land

Joltober Day 30 - #Witch

The bigger my toothy grin is The smaller my troubles grow

This week's Fan Art Friday celebrates The Amazing Digital Circus! Accept the quest in your quest log to get started.

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

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

this one is dedicated to my haters

: Aseprite

: Zughy 32

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