FFD experimentation and general design
Alteration of Armored core model with new wing concept in space during an eclipse.
As light surrenders to shadow, the celestial adjudicator awakens to deliver the ultimate verdict.
Under the glowing full moon, she confronts her destiny, the haunting whispers of her bloodline urging her forward in a relentless pursuit of power and immortality.
Blinded to the mortal realm, her vision sees beyond the veil of earthly illusions. Her golden blades pierce through deceptions, exposing the truth within.
In the infinite expanse of creation, evolution's artistry manifests through every life form, sculpted by the hands of time and cosmic wisdom. Each being, a transient fragment of the universe's grand design, carries within it the legacy of its host stars.
Throughout our existence, what we see and feel are mere echoes, distorted reflections of a deeper, hidden reality. Our senses, like imperfect mirrors, shape a world of comforting certainties from the shadows of the unknown.
Each seraph oversees their unique domain of elemental existence, embodying the pure essence of their respective element.
The monolith, a silent witness to the ages, channels the sanctity of ancient stones, serving as a conduit for the limitless possibilities of new technology.
When one ascends to a state of transcendental enlightenment, they unlock gateways and fracture the very fabric of reality, unveiling a cosmos long concealed but ever-present since the dawn of existence.
When the super blue moon rises, so too does the ancient rivalry between vampire and lycan. Under its celestial light, their war is reignited, and this blade crafted from lunar silver cuts through both flesh and destiny.
The ashes whisper of endings, yet they conceal the secret of beginnings. In each moment of surrender to the flames, the self is reforged, stronger and more vivid. To rise is not a gift—it is an act of will.
The universe, her cauldron; matter, her ingredients; time, her subtle rhythm, guiding the flow of endless changes beyond understanding. In her craft, science merges with the mysterious, exposing the unseen forces that hold everything together.
To live is to stand briefly in the present, surrounded by the shadows of those who have gone before. The numberless dead, outnumbering the living, remind us that our time is but a single note in an eternal song.
Once a soul who defied both Heaven and Hell, now he rides with the flame of his betrayal glowing through a hollow gourd. The boundaries of death deny him refuge, and his headless form rides ceaselessly toward a resting place beyond reach.
The blade cuts as thin as the veil between life and death beneath the blood moon, reminding us how near death lingers—summoned simply by the gaze upon that dark crimson body.
When ambition eclipses humility, the line between creator and destroyer blurs, giving rise to abominations that mock the sanctity of life. This unnatural offspring, a canvas of our misdeeds, bears the weight of existence without the grace of spirit.
In the intricate tapestry of existence, the universe unfolds as an enigma, a language so sophisticated it seems like sorcery to the untrained eye.
She is the light in an eternal void, a defender and creator of realms unknown to mortals. Her blade vanquishes the darkness, breathing life into the brightest stars and vast stellar systems.
A shadowy figure cloaked in the guise of festive cheer, is no mere bringer of joy but a manipulative overlord clutching the world economy in his iron grasp.
"Above the ruins of a forgotten world, she drifts. The final echo of all humanity once desired.
Forged from the wisdom of fallen ages, she is flawless, incorruptible... and utterly alone.