I did post some of my highlights here and there

but i posted all of it in DeviantArt, here's the download link Brushtober 2022

does contain some nsfw stuff

most of my brushtober works are sketches, and they got worse as midterms hit

to inform ya'll, ive just made quite a big jump, from piskel, a web-based sprite editor to medibang, a proper art program.

No, I don't have a tablet, but lately I've been switching my drawing methods, from purely drawing stuff via mouse, to tracing my paper art. It's cheap but effective, and it gets the job done. It's likely that I won't post anything soon because I have to get accustomed to it.

Nymphaus was a cleric of the medieval era. She was famous for her healing powers and herbal knowledge. People admired her, bringing her gifts, as a token of appreciation. One of the gifts that she loved dearly, was a bouquet of Lilies. Those lilies reminds her of her long deceased mother. It's unfortunate how she's the only one left in her lineage, the others either died of disease, war or famine. Though she's respected by the local citizen, she felt lonely. In what she calls her home, a roofed shed, lies a picture of her father, once a great warrior, now left to rot on a deserted island. Nymphaus brings joy to the people, but she can't find joy for herself. At times she questioned if she really matters, and will anything change if she simply... vanish.

Her question would be answered shortly, as a war was waged against the nobility, led by starving farmers of a faraway land. They razed everything on their path, burned every noble's property to the ground, and there seem to be no sign of them stopping anytime soon. Approaching Nymphaus's village, the mob rushes through the buildings. Seeing this, Nymphaus ran for her life. As the mob gets closer and closer, with her stamina running low, it's surely her demise. All of a sudden, a ball of light appeared, blinding the mob. Nymphaus, confused about what's happening, gets dragged down to the ground by the mystical being. Eventually, she and the ball dropped onto a floating island, covered with blood red dirt and stalactites forming out of the ground.

-I'm sorry for the sudden action, may I get you up?

-What.. are you?

-I'm The Element Master, I am the one above the sky.

-Am I dead? And why did you bring me here?

-For once, you're perfectly alive, but the former, I'll tell you later.

Nymphaus wandered the island, meeting beings that she've never seen before, a living goop of green mass, a walking stone and a fire-blowing creature. They acted friendly towards her. Nymphaus thought to herself: "It's sure refreshing!"

Time passed by, surviving on luxurious foods Nymphaus's mind start to wander, questioning if this "Element Master" is truly god or not, and what lies under this floating island. In her perspective, Element Master is a supportive entity, ensuring the island's life and it's existence. The only thing that's bothering her is that no one except her and him are in here. And soon enough, conflicts start to arise.

Time painfully passed by, and the Element Master have had enough. Freezing Nymphaus's body, he casted a petrifying spell, turning her into a statue made out of Lapis Lazuli. After dispatching her, he dropped the statue off the island. It might seem that Nymphaus's life is over, but something still persist. After falling for what seems an eternity, the statue finally landed on a farm.

Lia is just an ordinary European farmer, running low on money and on the verge of starvation as the drought continues. Seeing a strange statue on her farm, she called the church. After some inspections, she was arrested for having stolen national treasure. The ocean-blue statue was placed inside a large church. With it's addition, the church starts to attract more people. They placed their beliefs on the statue, and good luck will come to those worshiped the statue. The people are happy once again, just before another tragedy struck. A worldwide conflict swept through the globe, and the large church was affected heavily. Being bombed and raided, the statue have gone missing.

What seems to be a dead Nymphaus, wakes up in a cavern full of crystals. She can not move, or hear anything, in her vision, she saw a patch of crystals, resembling flowers. Taking a closer look at them, she can see the events that have happened after her death. In a state like this, she can only wait. But for how long? She doesn't even know. What's certain though, is that these crystal flowers are what keeps her entertained.

Through time will she stay in this lone cave, abandoned and isolated.

To partake in the journey of art is to fly around meaninglessly, slowly getting better, slowly letting that envy decay you into black soot, or to let it scar, transform and change you into a different meaning. A slow mind break is what it is, as you grow, you discover better beings, casting a shadow on you. Though you are tired of getting left behind, there's nothing to do about it. None will change even if you try, accepting it is a way, but you never will, won't you? You are indeed lying to your own self, lying all the time. Forgiving them, but what to forgive? You become confused, wrath and envy takes over your mentality, your work becomes meaningless to your own mind, you seek for better and better, just to breed jealousy and violence. At the time you've realized it, you're already at, the bottom of your own mind. Trying to get out of that lake of quicksand is useless as every time you succeed, there will be always another, and it's only a matter of time before you die of suffocation.

But what if you forgave? or what if you chose another path? You won't know for sure, but that's the fun of it. If you can melt that envy away, that will be the solution to your own mind. If you can please that wrath of yours, you will find peace. After all, it's what you yearn for, right? Continuing this path won't have any benefits. Hm? Entertainment you say? Hah, if that's your choice then I won't step in your way, but if you fail and be a puddle again, I will still be here, taking care of those baddies.

After all, we're still the same identity, right?

qmodder - Hobbyist, Digital Artist | DeviantArt

Im just posting my devart stuff here, along with nsfw stuff

for new ppl

me pixel artist, but sometimes draw in a poly-like style

a fan of aground

DMs open

Discord: ThaumicalTadrn#3097