On top of the declining, antediluvian world,
The last prelate overseer made a final pass over his lands.
By the power of the elements he felt a shifting of the balance in the celestial heavens.
Black and silver snow started falling from above. It had a distinct taste of ash and sulfur.
“Be this the day of my reckoning?” The overseer asked himself.
Long did he foresee the end, yet he did nothing to prevent it,
For it was beyond his elemental wisdom to stop it.
In a few seconds, every living cell in these mountains would utter
A singular cry of torment and agony,
As its interiors would be mangled and ruptured, faster then he would make another step.
He felt the coming of the unyielding rays so hot that they would melt the mountaintops themselves.
The echo of death would go 15 times around the planet, before all would fall calm.
An inanimate presence made itself known to him. Something was watching him.
He closed his eyes to discern and apprehend it.
High up in the heavens themselves.
A grim, metallic eye.
A wave of sound passed through it, just as the overseer had realized that the eye was alive. This realization was most useless to him, for the language spoken was strange, and primitive, a babble of static noises.
“Thermonuclear Fusion cascade weapon test… ready”
“Location confirmed. Fire when ready”
“Hey, do you think there is anything alive down there?”
“Nah, the planet is old and we’re 90% sure that nothing can survive at such low temperature and high altitude”
“Lets heat up this joint, shall we?”


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Drawing time: several weeks
Software used: Painter 9 and Photoshop CS
Hardware used: Wacom Intuos 6x8 tablet
Real size: 5000x9000 pixels
(Update on an old artwork)

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