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

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

After dealing with a swarm of the living dead and sorcerers, you encounter a man consumed by leeches.

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.

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

A small group of friends is flying in the sky.

this one is dedicated to my haters

: Aseprite

: Zughy 32

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