I have awakened in hell.

Like being born to a new world, the blasting cold sun scorched my eyes as I awoke in this wasteland. From miles to all directions, only cold snow and storms await. I have walked through dead white fields, over mountains that reach the freezing clouds, through prismatic tunnels of unspoken beauty, yet the walk hasn't stopped. I don't know how long has passed. Days? Weeks? Months? It all seems to meaningless to think.

The biting cold gnaws my hide. I block it out with sheer will, but I cant ignore my limbs stiffening and crackling painfully. My eyes are frozen, yet they feel no pain and are unblinking to the madness unfolding before me. The blade on my back weighs me down, yet I feel a purpose connected to it, as if it has always been there and losing it would be like losing a leg. I cant leave it. My destiny awaits.

I trudge through an valley of snow. The clouds above open up to golden rays of light that burn my skin -ALloY-. I shield my eyes and cry out in anguish, yet no words come out. Cold stabs my skin... the sun is gone when I lift my hand. I cant see anything. The howling gale rips me apart in soul, but my purpose is clearer than ever. I will persist. Like I was taught in childhood that I don't remember. I am Unyielding.

Through the storm a black figure looms. It thwarts mountains, its eyes shine through the dark storm. Determination swells in me. I reach back for my armam...-

To be continued.
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So, I did this pic in 15 mins or so.I wanted to see what I can do in a really limited time and the result is... what it is. I am happy about it, but beauty is in the eyes of the beholder.

Give a listen to this song. Its all that inspired this pic and the upcoming one as well!

Wintersun - Sons of Winter and Stars : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZMbFu457jGs

Art © :  sylvio
Warframe © : Digital Extremes