This nightmarish weapon is crafted from living flesh and distorted bone, its barrel a pulsating artery, intertwined with sinewy tendons and held together by grotesque patches of stretched skin. The grip is a cluster of jagged, claw- like fingers, each bone exposed and glistening with fresh blood, while the stock is a twisted spinal column, pulsating with a sickly glow, connected by strands of exposed nerves that twitch faintly. Blood vessels run along the weapon’s surface, oozing dark, thick fluid, as the entire creation appears to be on the verge of writhing to life, a horrific amalgamation of flesh, bones, and decaying tissue
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