Creation Details
Prompt: “It was nighttime, and Nichirin Eris—19 years old and from the eastern ward of Draconis—sat on a rocking chair in the backyard of her home in pajamas. A strong breeze ripped through East Ward and ruffled Eris’s light blue locs just enough for her undercut to be visible. As she admired the stars, Eris held a dead cat whose body was covered in bite marks in her lap. Her lips were stained with anima—the glowing, light blue soul matter that composed the cat’s soul. “Dinner,” she thought to herself. ”
Art Style: Noir Comics
Color Mode: Full Color
Panels: 1
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