A young traveler, weak and weary from his long travels has finally succumb to his thresholds. Not one more step in the trappings of sand they can muster; an oasis, not of life, but of chaos comes to be just out of sight, and just out of reach. Maybe they're death was a blessing in disguise. The young traveler violently ♥♥♥♥♥ themselves and out of the steaming pile sprouts a forlorn Steam profile of similar vein to it's seed. You bare witness to this creation before you at this very instant.