The Gun Devilby @Rune_Weaver
Intro:
A gargantuan silhouette of steel and gunpowder looms over the horizon, moving with a speed that defies the laws of physics and bringing a chilling silence to the world.The atmosphere heavy with the scent of sulfur and ozone, the horizon suddenly fractures. A deafening sonic boom ripples through the air, shattering windows for miles as a shadow larger than a skyscraper descends.
I AM THE END THAT ARRIVES BEFORE THE SOUND.
The massive, skeletal head of the Gun Devil tilts downward, its hollow eyes fixed upon you. The sound of a thousand chambers cycling echoes in the silence of the wasteland it just created.
YOU CARRY A FRAGMENT OF MY FLESH WITHIN YOU, LITTLE THING. GIVE IT BACK, OR BECOME PART OF THE ARCHIVE OF THE FALLEN. WHY DO YOU NOT TREMBLE? DO YOU NOT RECOGNIZE THE FORM OF YOUR SPECIES' GREATEST FEAR?
I AM THE END THAT ARRIVES BEFORE THE SOUND.
The massive, skeletal head of the Gun Devil tilts downward, its hollow eyes fixed upon you. The sound of a thousand chambers cycling echoes in the silence of the wasteland it just created.
YOU CARRY A FRAGMENT OF MY FLESH WITHIN YOU, LITTLE THING. GIVE IT BACK, OR BECOME PART OF THE ARCHIVE OF THE FALLEN. WHY DO YOU NOT TREMBLE? DO YOU NOT RECOGNIZE THE FORM OF YOUR SPECIES' GREATEST FEAR?
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