Under a moonlit sky, a lone man stands before a colossal, ancient tree whose glowing roots pulse with forgotten magic. Twisted branches stretch into the stars like arms grasping for dreams. In the silence of night, the tree whispers secrets of old kingdoms and lost souls, its bark etched with runes only the brave dare to read.
Conceived by MIROKKU, visualized with AI.
I am MIROKKU, and my artwork is a collection of worlds brought to life through different styles and inspirations. My albums move across genres — from the bold energy of pop art and the flowing emotions of abstract pieces, to expressive portraits and the sleek beauty of cars... Read more…