Statistically, in 2020 alone, about 13.800 children under the age of 5 years old died from a variety of causes every day. Can you imagine the number? Let me do the math for you..it’s up to 5 million kids every year. The fact that nobody talks about it make me think.. why do I have to know everything there is to know about rich peoples lifestyle and nothing about what really matters. Where are the big companies now to give these kids a vaccine? These people make billions, why don’t they dedicate a bit of their income and time to the future of our world? It is beyond imagination that people in 2022 die from pneumonia, diarrhoea and malaria, along with preterm birth and intrapartum-related complication on ages under 5 years old. Furthermore, according to WHO’s statistical research, 1.7 millions of children are dying from the environmental contamination and that it just too much to handle. My brain cannot erase these numbers..how can they erase our future? How can that not affect me in every way possible, being a proud father of 3 children and seeing uncertainty in their eyes?

Childhood is long gone now, children are bombed with useless informations every single day and under major pressure from school and society with no purpose to serve other than what their parents and then teachers and then bosses will give them.

Locked in a house, with nothing but a cellphone, no fantasy to work with, no curiosity to be moved by, no adventure to go for.. just no’s and must’s. And all that for what? Safety? In order to keep your child safe, you mute it and keep it in a cage made of glass? No matter if everyone does it, does it make it okay? Or is it a proper example for you to follow? What happened to : if I tell you to go jump off a cliff because everyone does it, will you do it? Did you even grow up like this..? Because if you did, I am so very sorry..if you didn’t.. you remember. You had the privilege of playing outside till the sun goes down, of getting hurt, of making clouds your very own characters in your story, of making ‘salads’ using rocks and flowers and herbs and grass. You were painting, and creating..you were dreaming. You were living and your kids deserve the same if not more.

You will ask me why do I talk about this? What’s the connection this matter has with my art..
Well..

My art is about the thoughts that terrify me during day and night about the future.
The uncertain future for your kids.

Sometimes, I wonder.. how do they achieve such brain-wash? It’s the media, of course. We all know that. The adds, yes. This one too. The news definitely takes a place in it. What else is there..? Please, if you know something more..let me know! We need to share our thoughts on it. We can help each other. They are keeping us away from the truth, nobody can deny it. They feed us lies..only to keep us under control. You have no time to think about what you truly want, about who you are and what you can do when you only live on survival mode. They know it..

Nobody cares for our children and we teach them the autopilot where they make virtual friends in virtual worlds, thinking that likes and views can determine their worth and status. Our children go to therapists since the age of seven, they are depressed because the think low of themselves. Not worthy enough, no beautiful enough, not skinny enough, not cute enough, not smart enough.

Kids hold no respect towards their parents nor their friends. They swear, and disrespect anything different or out of ordinary.

Different sex? – you’re too weak for a man/ you’re too strong for a woman.

Different age? – you’re older, you can’t understand my generation/ you’re younger, you can’t understand my generation.

Different colour? – you’re black, your hair is messy/ you’re yellow, your eyes are weird. / you’re white, you look like a corpse.

Where is the unity?.. We used to be deeply connected to nature, animals, the sky..the sun and the moon but most importantly we were connected to each other. We all came through the same source anyway!

There’s a director behind the scenes that we all know her existence but nobody seems to bother by the fact that her plan is actually working! Millions of lives.. children’s lives..

I’m trying here.. i’m trying my best..
Please! Wake up!

Design by Argus Dorian | Dark Cyberpunk Artist
Story by Revna Dorian & Argus Dorian

© Decaydead | Argus Dorian

They took people away from their families.

It is easier for grown ups to understand the reasons of such separation. After all, all they wanted was the cure so they could go back to their homes. But its not the same for children. In some cases, it was the kids who had to be removed from their houses by force and in others it was the parents. Moving to a different city can cause trauma on both sided, let alone leaving with no reassurance of ever returning.

People are screaming, crying on the streets, begging the scavengers to not take their family members away. They were calling the names of those taken by the soldiers while children who have already gone to the facilities are held by strangers to feel some short of security. Holding a hand, no matter if its a stranger or a friend under such circumstances, can provide safety… especially when guns are pointed towards you.

They were all now gathered in a room with no windows, or doors except one that was heavily guarded. Some are coughing, others with fever… just a small groups acting normal. All standing in the room, surrounded by armed soldiers, grownup just as scared as the kinds. I can almost hear their screams, i still shivering.

You are so lucky, you never experienced such terror… or did you? When was the last time you felt threatened, unable to think or act? What kind of ‘guns’ were pointed at you? And most importantly… how did you manage to escape?

Design by Argus Dorian | Dark Cyberpunk Artist
Story by Revna Dorian & Argus Dorian

© Decaydead | Argus Dorian

We all knew that the road to the cure would be long and difficult.

We never thought that it would require us to be enslaved by doctors who want to do experiments on us. Infected people of all ages, men, women and children are now subjects to work on. Its not the fact that doctors need us to solve the riddle… It is the way they do it that makes us want to run away.

How would you feel if someone comes to you promising that you won’t feel a thing and then suddenly gives you an anesthetic injection to make sure that you can not move any part of your body except your eyes?… While taking your inside parts away from your body, hanging them on top of you? Examining your liver by holding it on their hands?… Your lugs, your intestines… Imagine the emptiness you’d feel.

It was my nightmare… now it’s yours too.

Design by Argus Dorian | Dark Cyberpunk Artist
Story by Revna Dorian & Argus Dorian

© Decaydead | Argus Dorian

Project: Cyriss X. All civilization is lost and the remaining humans are hiding in underground facilities and ruined cities.

People are hunted down and captured from all over the world, dragged into secret facilities where terrible experiments are made on them. The elite lied! They said we will be safe but instead they sealed out fate by upgrading us!

We are manufactured and transformed into Assassins.

Design by Argus Dorian | Dark Cyberpunk Artist
Story by Revna Dorian & Argus Dorian

© Decaydead | Argus Dorian

Grounders are collected with a promise that the elite will provide shelter to them and a better chance of survival in the underground facilities.. but the reality was different.. And the Gathering begun.

People dismembered… suffering. People hanging like raw meat in a slaughter house… slowly loosing themselves while transforming into something else. Imagine wanted to die and not being able to because there are so many cables connected through out your body.

The Director is watching her experiments take place and doesn’t care if they scream in suffering and pain. Parts of their bodies are now replaced with mechanical parts to see if the human body accepts them. Many died from toxins that were carried through the bloodstream to their entire body, sepsis for example… which is the outcome from touching, let alone implant, rusted metals.

All projects were left hanging in the basements of the underground facilities for future experiments and for parts. They didn’t care about human life. They just care for their own survival… like they always do..

The project “AMYNTA” – Research for bio mechanical Assassin creation had begun.

Model @tamar.sandoval

Design by Argus Dorian | Dark Cyberpunk Artist
Story by Revna Dorian & Argus Dorian

© Decaydead | Argus Dorian

Finally! Director’s prayers worked! Her first project is almost ready.

The first assassin, an upgraded humanoid ready to go out and on the polluted surface to gather new subjects and hunt a new mutant species that appeared because of the virus, the Hunters.

They are no different than wild animals, always hungry and ready to die.

Amynta is the only one who can defeat them. She is stronger than any other being on this planet. She is our hope to get back to our lives and our homes. How funny, we all need a saviour in the end of our suffering. Something to come up and remind us that we should never give up.

Who is your saviour if there’s any? Or maybe, you’re the saviour for others in your life. don’t deny it without considering about it first. Sometimes, it is possible that we might have the ability to help others even if we don’t know it.

Remember when you offered food or money to this homeless person you saw down the street?

Remember when you has something nice to say to this lady in the shop? how beautiful she looks in this dress..

Or the time when you saw this girl with the crazy hair and you just smiled at her? Remember her smile?

Remember when your phone rang and it was your friend who really really needed you to come over?

I’m sure you’re a saviour in someone’s story. But who is the saviour in yours? You don’t need to tell me that if you don’t want to. At least say it to yourself and never forget the answer. And if it is you.. if you are your saviour just consider what kind of power you have. You must be even stronger than AMYNDA.

Photo by: @flexdreamscom

Design by Argus Dorian | Dark Cyberpunk Artist
Story by Revna Dorian & Argus Dorian

© Decaydead | Argus Dorian

Nature always finds new ways to fight back humanity and this time nature decided that the virus should mutated some hunters… Evolving them into a new breed.

The virus increased the human abilities in them while rejecting others. The first hybrids were born. Some of them were captured by the director who has now a new toy to play with. They took one creature and put it on the operation table. The doctors start cutting it wide open while it was watching them not able of moving at all. They are extracting its organs to examine how the creature has involved during the mutation. The hybrid knew, still having human intelligence, that the director is about to use this new breed as a weapon.

During human history, it has been proved many times that humans tend to use technology or new discoveries to create new weapons instead of using it to make the worlds a better place. A man who only knows how to use a hammer, sees everything as nails.

Tell me, what’s your favourite tool to use when you’re in distress? What’s the one thing that can fix all your problems?

Design by Argus Dorian | Dark Cyberpunk Artist
Story by Revna Dorian & Argus Dorian

© Decaydead | Argus Dorian

The director has everything she needs to complete her task.

The subjects, the scavengers, the doctors and endless human samples to examine. The problem is, how to make her experiments controllable? How to remove every sense of free will, capability of thinking and making decisions or even feeling emotions?

All she needs is perfect soldiers who exist just to follow her orders and kill her enemies. The doctors managed to manipulate our brain by implanting whatever they wanted into a new biomechanical brain.

To achieve such high goal, the doctors used hundreds of subjects, adults and kids for it would be much easier for them to adapt and service the procedure. The elite needs Assassins.

Do you feel like yourself lately?

If an experiment did take place on you, would you be able to recognise the difference in you? Brainwashing comes in variety of ways. Operating tables might be just one way but i can insure you.. it’s not the only one.

Photo by: @twenty_cent_light

Design by Argus Dorian | Dark Cyberpunk Artist
Story by Revna Dorian & Argus Dorian

© Decaydead | Argus Dorian