A♡A2.0.0. (A4)

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A♡A2.0.0.-
I was greeted by the pure blackness of infinity as soon as I opened my eyes.
It did not indicate a single wall; the room panned out so far that the layers of the space stacked on top of each other to create its pitch-blackness. I was lying down on the pile of trash which indicated the existence of the past. I held the piece of it with my bare hands to feel its existence and felt a tingling sensation wrapping around the entirety of my left hand. The maggots.
They crawled around my wrist to dig a hole within my flesh. They munched on my epidermis, through the dermis and hypodermis, to reach for the gaps created from the joint of my elbow, to the edge of my shoulder, eventually leading them to devour my left cornea. I knew where they were heading. I knew what they were aiming for. They wanted to nourish themselves by nibbling on my left cortex.
My subconscious instinct flapped my hand around to kill all the maggots around my cornea. My consciousness was finally in contact with my subconsciousness. I stared at the void, the hands, and the piles of maggot corpses surrounding my flesh with my remaining pupil.

“How do you feel?”

I heard a voice from afar.

“I am surrounded by numbness. So much of it that I am drowning in it.”

I sensed a glare reflecting across the room.

A hand reached out to grasp on my hair follicles and dragged me across the infinite plane.

“Bend your back at 90 degrees with your legs straight without any creases and release everything that your intestines are holding on to.”

I followed the instructions without any questions.
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How do you feel?”

“Numb.”

They took out a wand with a blade attached to its tip and drew a red stroke all over my left radialis.

“How do you feel?”

“Numb.”

Their vocal cords were trembling from their sorrow. The presence of the vibrations traveling across the plane told me that I was surrounded by a third-dimensional plane.
The sudden shift in time rotted the wounds on my flesh to let out black gunks of blood.
I stood on my feet to feel the ground and listened to my instinct to run away as far as I could from the entity.
“Your heart perceives my presence because you came out of my womb.”
The past. The presence of my past.

Their hands stretched out to grab onto my legs to drag me back to where I was.
“My presence doesn’t welcome yours as you represent the polar opposite.”
They stabbed into my heart, which eventually sent the sensation through theirs.
“It seems like we are connected.”
“If I can’t eliminate your presence, I must morph into your physicality.”
They stretched the gap that replaced the presence of my left eyeball and shoved their whole existence into my internal realm.



[A♡A2.0.0. and A♡A1.0.0. morphed into one being.]
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7 illustrations 6 fully drawn with pen and 1 with pencil, rendered digitally, then incorporated individual hand work by distressing by hand and painting the edges with watercolor.

All prints have unique shapes and colors on the edges.

Heavy gsm papers.