"Pain is the only command that never falters."
Behold the first glimpse of the Obliteration Fleet Honoured Commander.
Once a shipmistress. Now a martyr of fire and steel, chained to a cursed hull that whispers in tongues no mortal should hear. Her soul long burned away - what walks in her boots is fury wrapped in flesh, spiked and grinning. She doesnโt steer the ship. She is the ship. And every kill is a prayer to the Deity of Pain.
Her blade is warped from void storms. Her voice? A broadcast of screams, looping forever on dead frequencies.
Weโre shaping her into a true terror of the stars - and this sketch is just the beginning.
Drop a comment if youโd dare serve under her command. Share the word. Like the pain.
And if you want early WIPs and the final model?
๐ฉธ Join the cult. Patreon or MMF Tribe. You know where to find us.
Russell Blaik
2025-05-16 01:17:43 +0000 UTC