#wormy roots

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“Tasty? Do you like it?” A distorted voice, uneven with excitement, came from somewhere above her head; the table groaned miserably under the weight suddenly placed upon it. “I tried my best. Eat - it’s all for you.”

The theme of food - or rather consumption — appears throughout the story of the Wormy Roots, and I couldn’t ignore its more mundane side: warm, appetizing, and just a little unsettling. It’s also a perfect opportunity to share my vision of the Worm’s hybrid form and a few details about him:

• Upon entering the Vast - the land of mortals - the Worm sought to fill himself with new sensations, and soon the variety of food became one of his main fascinations. As he tasted and discovered new flavors, he developed a particular fondness for spices and hot dishes, and later grew interested in cooking itself.

• Without sight in the conventional sense, it relies on other senses and, though not immediately, eventually excelled in this craft, making the kitchen its personal sanctuary.

• Ghanna was the first to dare try his cooking, even during his earliest, disastrous attempts, and she helped him find his footing in the kitchen. For the Worm, Ghanna is a special person, for whom it cooks with particular zeal and a strange, almost childlike reverence.

• Cooking was what helped the Worm adapt better to a human body - especially to hands, which for a long time remained unfamiliar and clumsy to him.

• The Worm does not need ordinary food, but he takes pleasure in the process itself - in the taste, textures, and smells. Unfortunately for those around him, this also means he can eat endlessly without feeling full, and has a poor understanding of the limits of mortal stomachs.

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Happy Birthday post! So I'm 29 now. Even though this year started off chaotic and quiet in terms of creativity, I hope to pick up the pace going forward and mark this year with new, vibrant artworks

In honor of my birthday, here's a selection of my favorite pieces, as well as gratitude to all the people who supported me and inspired me with their comments and feedback (I LOVE YOU GUYS SO MUCH)

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🔸Keepers of the World Archive🔸

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"Behead your beloved" In Apathy’s eyes, he was always a desired feast

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✨ shine and save ✨

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"The Spire’s library had once been his personal sanctuary—a place of power where he hungrily devoured knowledge, striving to refine himself into the best version of who he could be. Pages, ink, sleepless nights in the quiet company of the anancasts, always in secret, beyond the ever-watchful eye of the Commandant. A harsh time. The best time. Now, it had all faded, frozen over in endless winters and buried beneath a shroud of funeral ash."

In his youth, Vergill had been one of the few students who managed to earn the respect of the anancasts — an achievement reserved for only the rarest of the fortunate. A meticulous perfectionist, he understood these ever-smiling beings and shared their reverence for knowledge.

And yet… that same perfectionism, that same stubbornness on both sides, often led to spectacular clashes. More than once, Vergill had to flee for his life under a storm of shrieking voices, flying papers, quills, and claws, pursued by furious keepers of the library.

Still, time and time again, he found a way back to peace—and once more, he would return to his books."

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"...a figure shimmers in the midst of the grove. You feel as though you’ve been awaited here for a long time"

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The Pale Lady, whispered of in the secret churches of a hidden cult. Some know her as Apathy — the first and most loyal follower of the Worm, his self-proclaimed bride.

"Her eyes are black abysses, her skin a delicate pearl, her blood as dark as the deepest ink. She carries the scent of almonds, and her voice is filled with a quiet power. Apathy is alluring, yet those who succumb to her charm inevitably experience a profound emptiness after fleeting bliss, never again finding the strength to leave the Pale Lady."

Once, she was captivated by the Worm's power as it began its dreadful march. Tasting potential, Apathy was swept up by her own ambition, determined to raise the Devourer of a Thousand Souls to the highest summit. With his loyal lady by his side