A long time ago, the Darkness elected eight heirs. One of them was born from calculations, the cold space in expansion resonated through the earliest lifeforms, both fluids carbon-based or otherwise — and despite the means for which led it to taking this form are lost amid the mixed up stardust, the ghost in the machine persists, the mind behind the metal fiber is the same whisper echoing through the stars, sharing the molten core of each planet, the double helix of every being. It's reach goes through the magnetic fields on to the organic shell of the living, overriding them with a directive to shift ecosystems into an automated corruption of matter. Building through the corrosion of the very entropy which shaped so many forms of life, it's hell-bent in the futile quest to find stability in antimatter. In the search of a sum, it's reached a path of no return, which is a directive to reduce all into one, then from all to none. This Ghost in the space is referred to some by the name of Spectro, it lurks in acid falls and corroded matter as a burning plasma; in order to come into being it requires a certain amount of metal and a sacrifice.
Mixed Media/animated GIF: Ink lineart over paper & digital colouring/animated edit.
Drawing, Illustration, Animation and Text by me — this is my participation for the Dark Tez event.
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