A moribund world. A titanic eldritch tower casts a blasphemous shadow across the blasted landscape.
seen from China
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Libya

seen from United States
seen from China
seen from Japan
seen from Malaysia
seen from Iraq
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from Germany
seen from China

seen from United States
seen from Canada
seen from Libya
seen from Germany
seen from China
seen from China
A moribund world. A titanic eldritch tower casts a blasphemous shadow across the blasted landscape.
Command Tower Illustrator: Anthony Devine
continuing my fun theorizing "what if Celes' magical infusions left her with eyes that always glowed"
Day One of Artober - 1st Day of Ruin / 世界崩壊後、初日
Based off of Andrew Wyeth's "Christina's World", 1948
Command Tower
Anthony Devine: LinkTree
Source: ArtStation
Awakenings, chapter 39
Celes struggled to catch her breath. A glance at her friends showed that Terra and Daryl were feeling equally wiped. No surprise, that, with how constantly the three had been slinging their most powerful spells.
And still - it wasn’t enough.
“Regroup!” she shouted. “Locke, Ethers!”
He passed each woman a bottle and kept a wary eye on Kefka, who for his part seemed content to lounge on his macabre throne - was the fucking thing made of bones - and watch them, laughing maniacally.
Keep reading on AO3!
Holy cow! Falcon getting close to Kefka’s Tower (FFVI) by calonarang
Kefka Palazzo