Skullero

I was a simple father whose only dream was to provide my children with a safe and dignified life. I worked every day to give them food, clothes, and a better future. I never asked for much — just a home to protect them and a job to live with dignity.

But the war took everything from us 💔

In the early days, our home was completely destroyed before our eyes. We didn’t just lose walls — we lost our safety, our memories, and everything we owned. I lost my job and our only source of income. Suddenly, I could no longer protect my children from hunger and fear.

Today, I no longer have a place to live with my children. The war has made us suffer deeply. I am living with my father beside his tent, while my wife and children are living far from me with her father in another tent. I appeal to kind-hearted people to help provide us with a tent so we can be reunited again 💔⛺

Fear surrounds us, and sometimes my children go to sleep hungry… while I stand helpless, with nothing but prayers in my heart.

As a father, there is no greater pain than seeing your child ask for food and being unable to provide it. I feel broken every time I look into their small eyes, waiting for something I cannot give.

I never imagined I would have to ask for help. But today, I am reaching out with sincerity and tears in my eyes:

Please, lend us a helping hand 🙏

Any amount — even something small — can help provide a tent, food, medicine, or warm clothes for my children.

Your donation is not just money… it is hope, safety, and a chance to live again.

Today, my children have nothing left but faith that kind hearts still exist 🤲

Please be the reason my family survives. May God bless you and reward your kindness. Your support will be a light in our lives 🤍

We are not just numbers in the news…

We are not just a story you scroll past…

We are a real family, with real pain, real dreams, and real memories that were taken from us. 🥀

My name is Reham… and this is our story.

Before everything changed, we had a simple life…

A home that protected us, walls that held our laughter, and days that felt normal. 🏡✨

But in a moment… everything was gone.

Our home was destroyed, and with it, a part of our hearts disappeared forever. 💔

Now, we live in a small tent…

A tent that does not protect us from the freezing cold at night, nor from the burning heat during the day. ⛺❄️☀️

When it rains, we don’t sleep…

We stay awake, afraid that the water will flood our tent. 🌧️💔

Every single day feels like a battle…

Not because we are weak, but because life has become unbearably hard.

My children… they are my whole world. 🧸❤️

They deserve to laugh, to learn, to live like any other children…

But reality is different.

One of my children struggles to speak…

Another has hearing problems…

Yet despite everything, they still smile, they still try, and they still hold on to hope in a way that breaks my heart. 💔✨

My husband is old and sick…

He has health problems and cannot work anymore.

Watching him struggle hurts more than words can describe.

We have no stable income…

No support…

Just long days filled with worry, fear, and silent prayers. 🤲

Sometimes we go to sleep not knowing what tomorrow will bring…

Sometimes we feel forgotten by the world.

But we are still here…

Still holding on…

Still hoping that someone, somewhere, will hear us. 🌿

We are not asking for a perfect life…

We are not asking for luxury…

We are only asking for a chance…

A chance to live with dignity.

Even the smallest help can make a huge difference for us…

Even sharing our story could change our lives. ❤️

Please… if you are reading this… don’t ignore us.

Stand with us.

Share our story.

Help if you can, even a little. 🙏

Because behind this screen…

There is a family trying to survive…

A mother trying to protect her children…

And hearts that are slowly breaking, but still full of hope. 💔✨

I wonder who they're calling a chud (the Daemon probably)

Also Micha 🥹

I wanna draw more of them just interacting, or even scene redraws, I just need the motivation smh