Horror sans

Horror sans, an enigmatic skeleton clad in a hoodie, stands defiantly with a sword in hand amidst the haunting silence of the forest. This once pacifist's eyes, hidden by the shadows of his hood, now betray a steely resolve to conquer all who challenge him in this new world. Long forgotten tales of an artist lost to time, he now employs the weapon not only as a shield but as a tool to carve out a new destiny. His presence is a chilling whisper, a reminder of mortality and the unyielding power of creation that lies beyond the grave.