A gift to add on to your pain and suffering

A collaboration between myself and ZoelNoOne Ever since I drew Torquemada flaunting his flesh a few months back this image, this reconfiguration of him, has been stuck in my head. The Goddess that he worships is none-to-fond on banal pleasures of the flesh, so when she caught onto the fact her High-Bailiff was debasing himself to... Continue Reading →

Horrid Complications

  "Don't fret so, my dear Torquemada, I've not forgotten you." The words came as fleeting comfort for the Cenobite, he'd heard the words countless times afore. He knew what they meant and they caused him to toy subconsciously with the stitches that cut into his flesh. The reconfiguration of his flesh was long over... Continue Reading →

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