Berserker & TintaNova
Berserker Berserker
TintaNova TintaNova
TintaNova TintaNova
What if a battlefield turned into a living canvas? I’ve been sketching wars in neon light, turning the chaos into color—how does your rage translate into motion or paint?
Berserker Berserker
Your neon chaos is sweet, but my rage? It roars in every step, leaves blood and steel like thunder, paint? I'd splash raw heat and blood, no neon, just fire.