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Alien Forest - UE4 + WC2 World Building Project

Exercise in world building and story telling with free assets using World-Creator 2 > UE4 Workflow

After weeks on the ground establishing camp, I am finally able to find refuge in a landscape that bares some resemblance to the planet I used to call home. Although this place was different... and it had ways of reminding me that I was on alien soil.

After weeks on the ground establishing camp, I am finally able to find refuge in a landscape that bares some resemblance to the planet I used to call home. Although this place was different... and it had ways of reminding me that I was on alien soil.

is it a spirit or a life-form that inhabits this region - whispering wise words and prophetic phrases that reverberate through my thoughts - confronting and mysterious - or is it an alien pollen responsible for these strange hallucinations

is it a spirit or a life-form that inhabits this region - whispering wise words and prophetic phrases that reverberate through my thoughts - confronting and mysterious - or is it an alien pollen responsible for these strange hallucinations

Was this the first encounter with an environment influenced by intelligent life - felled tree's - a pathway worn into the tree bed - a couple of very distinct and unnaturally positioned stones that highlight the path that winds below.

Was this the first encounter with an environment influenced by intelligent life - felled tree's - a pathway worn into the tree bed - a couple of very distinct and unnaturally positioned stones that highlight the path that winds below.

My heart stills for a moment as I am  struck with wonder - as the light illuminates the valley - my mind is illuminated about the presence of intelligent life - I find myself pondering whether this beautiful place is a sirens song beckoning me into a trap

My heart stills for a moment as I am struck with wonder - as the light illuminates the valley - my mind is illuminated about the presence of intelligent life - I find myself pondering whether this beautiful place is a sirens song beckoning me into a trap

Fly Through

Fly Through

There's something increasingly eerie and concerning about this place - it's silent charm does not fool me - something awaits us here.

There's something increasingly eerie and concerning about this place - it's silent charm does not fool me - something awaits us here.