The False God Of Decay

Still living decayed husk of a man who convinced the vulnerable that he was God. Instead of realizing their errors, the populace worships his putrescence when he starts to rot. Made in Zbrush, Maya, Blender, Marmoset Toolbag, and Substance Painter. This was a very fun project to sculpt and texture.

An Ode to the Rot God
O God King of Rot,
Conquerer of all,
We bow before thy splendor,
Pray, heed our call.
From Thy twisting boughs of flesh, life blossoms bright,
From crooked stone to wilting leaves,
They yield before Thy might.

O' Besmirched Monarch,
Eternal may Ye reign
Unmake us in Thy Holy Light,
wash away our pain.
From our mortal flesh,
Hallowed by Thy Gift,
May the Rot ever bloom,
May our spirits ever lift.

And from our withered bones
Scattered wide asunder,
Build thy gleaming fortress,
Infinite in it's wonder.

When the rivers dry,
And the heavens are reformed
Give us life anew,
'neath Thy roots, transformed.

O', God of Rot, God of Plague, God of Symmetry,
Hail be to Ye!
Till Eternity,
Till Rot is all,
And all is Rot.