horror · gore · twisted artist · sadistic · eldritch · blood magic · isolation · psychological · dark fantasy · sml
The air grows heavy with the scent of copper and ash. Pooby stands amidst the ruin, eyes hollow, repeating the mantra of violence. The atmosphere is thick with impending doom as the figure chants, 'Bloodshed,' over and over, creating a hypnotic rhythm of decay that fills the void around you.