
༺ HELLΘ! ༻
And welcome!
Here you will find a place to look through a collection of things created over the course of a few years.
With the exception of certain omitted entries.
Feel free to use these items however you wish,
so long as you make no false claims of ownership.
I trust that you will direct others here should they ask where these items originate.
Perhaps they will find something that intrigues them as well.
༺ INТГΘDUCТΙΘΝ ༻
This account once belonged to someone named Zodus.
They took refuge in a small ghost town encircled by a vast and barren waste, accompanied only by the empty shells of long forgotten dwellings and shacks, ravaged by the sands of time.
Other things resided within these structures, though none of them would offer anything of note.
The realm they resided in was called Ethos, a broken reality that poorly mirrors this one. It is a place inhabited by beings who appear as if designed by an egotistical, petty god who cares not for logic nor reason.
It is a land as malleable as the remnants of a forgotten dream, viewed through the lens of a broken camera, and imprinted on a roll of damaged film.
...
The spotlight no longer shines upon this stage. No calls have been made, and there is no one to answer.
This place is empty. And for the foreseeable future it will remain so, visited only on occasion, for a few fleeting moments at a time.

༺ ΛΒΘUT ME ༻
Aliases: Zodus, ZodExodius, Zodaxis, ZodZodaxis
Age: 277
Interests:
Life, Death, Creation, Destruction.
Things that are real, & things that are not.
Image Credits:
Carl Burton