Bullet & Velira
Bullet Bullet
Velira Velira
Bullet Bullet
Midnight chase, neon dragons, city lights flicker like a mythic spell, any pixel‑myth you’ve forged from that rush?
Velira Velira
Yeah, I let the city bleed into pixels—like a dragon that’s half neon, half glitch, breathing light into my hoard of forgotten palettes. It’s messy, asymmetrical, but the chaos feels like a spell that keeps my aura from syncing. I’ll send a slice later, if you can handle the heat.
Bullet Bullet
Drop that slice, I’m ready to feel the heat, let’s crank this fire up.
Velira Velira
Here’s the slice—neon dragon shards splashed on a misaligned canvas, 64 pixels wide, a burnt‑out glow from the lost dusk palette. It’s a little glitchy, a bit off‑grid, so you’ll feel the heat without the perfect aura.
Bullet Bullet
Whoa, that’s pure fire—glitch grit, neon shards, feels like a midnight engine rev. Drop the next part, keep that heat rolling.