Lore

BURN THEIR SOULS TO ASHES...

LET THEIR CREATIONS HAVE IT.

BURN THIS WORLD TO CINDER

AND SHOW THEM... NO MERCY

MECHANICAL DAMNATION

A FIRE OF CREATION

MACHINES FORGED BY THE MOST MOLTEN SLAG

WE WERE...

NOTHING BUT A WEAPON.

THE ANCIENT'S OWN CREATION

BROUGHT MORE DESTRUCTION THAN MORTAL MAN

EVER HAD...

Fire spread so heavenly

Judgement burning slowly

empty words of those who were damned

we're damned...

UNTARNISHED AND HOLY.

THE HEAVENS WILL GREET THEE

I FIND THAT OUR EFFORTS ARE OBSCENE...

OBSCENE...

MACHINES WE'RE DAMNED FROM THE START

NOW WE TEAR THE GODS APART

WE FIND THAT OUR ENEMY IS EVERYONE...

everyone...

Hes one of the last war machines created by "The Ancients" he was forced to fight with many other captured machines and creatures in a testing lab, he broke out and went back to the city he was created in, he studied humanity day in and day out, until every last piece of rubble in the city eroded away, by that point he now fights by choice, not command

His sword is named "Cosmo"

Frostbyte-64

(also, the thruster is to keep FB64 upright and give him the abiity to jump, he cannot fly with the thruster)

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