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that's me

3 months ago 8 0 0 0
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more Blaidd!!

3 months ago 28 8 1 0
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more Blaidd

3 months ago 51 16 0 0
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礼物送达

3 months ago 10 1 0 0
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“不准在我的场子捣乱。”

6 months ago 9 0 0 0
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warrior

7 months ago 11 0 0 0
The streets burned with war, the air thick with stone and steel, smoke veiling the light above. Warrior Blaidd stood alone amid the ruins, his blade already etched with the marks of countless foes. Shouts, steel, and fire rose in a fleeting battle song—yet he never took a single step back.

When the final dust began to settle, silence claimed the streets. Fallen shadows lay scattered across the ground, but he still stood, chest heaving, eyes alight. Blaidd was not consumed by the smoke. He survived—an answer carved into the heart of desolation.

The streets burned with war, the air thick with stone and steel, smoke veiling the light above. Warrior Blaidd stood alone amid the ruins, his blade already etched with the marks of countless foes. Shouts, steel, and fire rose in a fleeting battle song—yet he never took a single step back. When the final dust began to settle, silence claimed the streets. Fallen shadows lay scattered across the ground, but he still stood, chest heaving, eyes alight. Blaidd was not consumed by the smoke. He survived—an answer carved into the heart of desolation.

Blaidd

7 months ago 118 31 1 0
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Deep within the dungeon’s heart, the adventurer found themselves ensnared by a strange, living gel. The translucent substance clung to their armor, pulling tight with every movement, as if the dungeon itself sought to claim them. Each step became heavier, each breath more difficult, until resistance seemed almost impossible.

Yet within this struggle lies the true test—whether one surrenders to the suffocating grasp of the dungeon, or finds the will to break free.

Deep within the dungeon’s heart, the adventurer found themselves ensnared by a strange, living gel. The translucent substance clung to their armor, pulling tight with every movement, as if the dungeon itself sought to claim them. Each step became heavier, each breath more difficult, until resistance seemed almost impossible. Yet within this struggle lies the true test—whether one surrenders to the suffocating grasp of the dungeon, or finds the will to break free.

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7 months ago 10 1 0 0
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cute one

9 months ago 8 3 0 0
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新年快乐~来和山一起舞龙吧!

1 year ago 5 0 0 0
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新年快乐,发张图,新年贺图二月放送!

1 year ago 11 3 0 0
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panda!

1 year ago 10 0 0 0
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狙击手

1 year ago 10 0 0 0
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coming soon~

1 year ago 8 0 0 0
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画完了!

1 year ago 13 2 0 0
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一些历史
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#furry

1 year ago 8 0 0 0
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快画完咯~

1 year ago 7 0 0 0
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机械小狗头像练习

1 year ago 11 1 0 0