Kyshrakk is a reflection of myself, very much a personal character who embodies qualities and physicalities I desire and long for. Going with the running theme of my previous commissions that go into his backstory, here we find Kyshrakk in the final stages of the transformation that made him an orc. Looking into the mirror, trying to find the point where his old face ends and his new one begins, the internal changes hit him, sending pain like knives through his insides, driving the air from his lungs and gripping his heart with a cold fist and squeezing the life from it. Pain upon pain. The past few weeks a blur to him between self realization and utter upheaval. How and why no longer a concern, all he longs for now is his next breath.

Realized by the pretty damn awesome  enydimon