They called it Nautilith, the guardian of the abyss, a beast forged from stone and bound by the ancient ocean’s rage. The last diver who glimpsed it barely resurfaced, his eyes glazed with terror, whispering only, “It watches… and it waits, cracking its stone maw wider with each heartbeat I have left.”
And it whispers “me friends call me Jeff.”
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Love the way this is coloured and shaded. He really looks like his skin is wet. I love the teeth too, they remind me of an anglerfish, which makes a lot of sense given his origin! Overall a really good piece!
Thank you! That’s what I had in mind when I made the teeth.
