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blacksun commission 🤍
For: @illusory-torrent

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Andre - Lost Promethean [Sexy Frankenstein]
You have a fevered dream. In it you are strapped to a table, eldritch science surrounds you as a man scurries about. You feel an aching in your limbs which fades as you come to full consciousness. You have a body, this is known to you in an instant as though it were always true - but you know better. A heart that pumps life blood through your veins, arms for grasping and legs for walking, eyes that burn to see the world and... something else. A resounding, warm, echoing bell in the pit of your chest - an ember so hot and so right that you cannot stop the tears running down your face, a feeling of life to someone who had none before. Indescribable bliss fills you.
And then you see two forms descend in a bright flash of light - a sickening light. Their bodies are made of white light, wings brimming with energy. But their eyes are a deep and bloody red, exposed veins leak a viscous fluid which sizzles as it touches the stone floor. They look at you and they begin to whine, a bloodied mouth opening to a tar trenched tongue, mewling and cawing as their claw-like hands reach toward you. They paw at your chest and you scream, you fight, but you are bolted to the table and your mouth is bound in an instant. The man tinkering in the shop does not notice. Their claws rip into your chest, leaving flesh untouched. They reach and they reach and suddenly you feel a thud and a tug. And a tug. And a tug. Each pull takes the warmth from you, inch by inch until you see a golden ball of liquid flame resting in their fingers. They once again ascend, though you do not see it. Your world is filled with fire, a hunger in you so profound you devour yourself a hundred times and are not sated. In a flash, you open your eyes as if waking from a dream. You feel cold to your bones, to your core, and around you lies destruction and death. The tinkering man is at your feet, blood drenches your body and makes you feel wronged. A primal scream rips it's way out from your lips just as a woman's hand touches your shoulder - the goddess. She smiles and your heart eases it's cry. She opens her mouth to speak - and you wake up in your bed. You feel like there was something she told you but you can't remember.
Just a concept/color layout before I start on the final thing...tomorrow...after work X_X