The Cursed Oath
Done in Ai, Finalized in Photoshop.
He is the last breath of a promise that should never have been made.
Bound in blackened steel, his armor cracked with molten fury,
The Cursed Oath walks — not as a man, but as a sentence made flesh.
Each sigil etched in glowing fire tells a chapter of betrayal. The skull at his chest is the seal. The chains that wrap his frame are the vow. And the horns upon his helm? A crown forged not in glory — but in punishment.
He remembers the oath.
And he will make sure the world remembers, too.
The Cursed Oath
Done in Ai, Finalized in Photoshop.
He is the last breath of a promise that should never have been made.
Bound in blackened steel, his armor cracked with molten fury,
The Cursed Oath walks — not as a man, but as a sentence made flesh.
Each sigil etched in glowing fire tells a chapter of betrayal. The skull at his chest is the seal. The chains that wrap his frame are the vow. And the horns upon his helm? A crown forged not in glory — but in punishment.
He remembers the oath.
And he will make sure the world remembers, too.