The Digital work seems as though it began as a work of Full Digital Modern Art before things went terribly wrong. Digital Array is benign enough, a rough and digital-textured image with as simple a composition as possible using the set of colors it does. But when the Digital Divide opens up, that world is cleaved in half. in the foreground, a monstrous portal, swirling towards a distant light at its center and engulfing its surroundings. Behind it, the background is divided, a tumultuous attempt on the left side to maintain the colorful attitude from before, and a dull, monotonous surrender of emotion and motivation from the right side. In the end, as shown by Digital Ruin, the shadowy portal eats and destroys all, the entire work spiraling inwards, sinking further and further towards the ravenous hunger of whatever entity it is that looks out from the center.