W1reds0up - The Wired One

Ughhh i need to learn how to draw better scenery ughhhhhhhh

No vocal interface detected - No voice to cry out suffering

I can follow whoever i want….

Forgot to post this hereeeee aaaaaahhhgggg

The Bulwark

When a child is born, they are weak, they are soft. When a man dies, he is strong, he is hard. When a sapling sprouts, it is weak, it is soft. When that tree dies, it is hard, it is strong. To live is to be delicate, to be fragile. To protect the weak, is to protect life itself.

Keep saying the word swagever like how a priest says amen

What he holds in his hand is"Effigy of Grief"

“This relic tells a story... But it is not a fairy tale. It’s a tragedy. A story of betrayal, regret, and sorrow. A story of two.” “Uh… okay…? How the hell do you know that?”

My oc named stupid dumb big head man, throw him around the room like a brick

Ferryman and some lobotomy corp doodles