Parasitic

This ring is consumes. It clings like a parasite, not as decoration, but as a feral offspring born from human flesh and biomechanical horror. The spikes do not defend. They punish. Turned inward. To be pierced is to carry both reflection and warning. Seolfhyll believes creation begins where comfort ends— and here, pain is sculpted into anatomy: Bone-like ridges, insectoid limbs that breathes through elegance, and bleeds through brutality.

What wounds us also defines us.