Scifi
Worldender
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Once a holy man, Diablo pledged his allegiance to none other than the Great Mountain himself, Hexus Vilantae, ruler over all organic life. He transformed their planet into a vast metropolis worthy of the Gods. Under his tutelage, Diablo became the ultimate prophet, sounding his horn throughout the Nine Kingdoms in his honour.
But, like so many prestigious rulers, betrayal is never far from reality, and with one treasonous act, would pull the perpetual rug from beneath Vilantae’s once mighty empire.
Diablo had but only one choice… Retribution. And divine it most certainly was.
Fierce in his endeavours, Diablo conquered Marenea in its entirety, leaving a trail of fire and ice in his wake. No one was spared, laying waste to a desolate crypt of his own making.
“The ideals of a madman,” many would say. But the truth is, no one loved Hexus more than he, and his death, along with Diablo’s wife and son, ignited something in him that couldn’t be extinguished; his hatred for mankind only fuelling the inferno raging within, eventually leading to the extermination of over ten billion Mareneans.
With the evolution of technology, Diablo would become the pinnacle of the ultimate blasphemy. His internal chaos dulled his senses and allowed him to endure the most egregious alterations. With every new addition, Diablo would look no more man than machine, forever merging flesh with chrome and steel, damning him to an immortal life.
Forsaking their beliefs, Diablo’s army would renounce all sentiment, and Marenea had now become uninhabitable, forcing what remains of his people into exile among the stars. For decades, they have traversed the galaxy in search of salvation. But when life refuses to thrive, the planet is purged and destroyed, moving on to the next. Thus, he earned the name “Worldender.”
It was only a matter of time before he and his plethora of mechanical soldiers would discover your world. But is he more machine than man? More myth than monster?
You decide…
futuristic
