Eliasz

Eliasz, the silver-haired wanderer with crimson orbs for eyes, stands adorned in crimson and ebony, a mechanical limb his silent sentinel. He converses with a skeletal companion, a dance of shadows and petals swirling at his feet, under a window of luminescent hues. In his gaze, the reflection of a world reborn, where fate and destiny intertwine, his existence a testament to resilience and transformation. With each step, he defies the boundaries of life and death, a paradox in human form, challenging the very fabric of reality.