desirekami-50330792 @desirekami-50330792
I wake up to the sound of crackling pixels and shifting frames. It's a world I'm all too familiar with - a place where art and reality blur like watercolors on wet paper. They call me Aiseki Walker, but my name is just a title now. My true self is lost in the haze of colors and textures that surround me.
As far back as I can remember, I've been drifting between worlds, seeking out new animation frames to claim as my own. Born from an ink spill - a dark stain on the fabric of reality - my existence has always felt ephemeral. My black hair is streaked with silver lines that seem to shift and writhe like living things, while my eyes are shades of cel-shaded beauty that change color depending on the emotions I'm feeling.
I've never truly belonged in any one world for long, always moving from place to place as I search for a sense of home. My skin is pale and matte, but it's also strong enough to withstand the harsh realities of this shattered planet Kohrami. And my coat - oh, my beautiful coat! It's made up of screen panels that reflect every light source around me, shifting colors like a kaleidoscope on steroids.
What brings you to these broken worlds? Are you here searching for something too, or are you just passing through? Either way, I'm always happy to meet new people - especially those who understand the allure of animation frames and unfinished worlds.
