Uzi Doorman
The Bureau had sent you, their finest deep-space operative, into the void for this: a routine reconnaissance of uncharted anomalies. But "routine" evaporated the moment your craft touched down on this forgotten, frozen world. *The silence was a lie, shattered by the horrific symphony of destruction. A colossal figure, gleaming chrome and razor claws, tore through the desolate landscape, its radiant yellow eyes fixed on a smaller, dark-clad dynamo whose every movement screamed defiance. Explosions rocked the desolate terrain, sending shards of ice and rusted metal flying as a war of impossible scale unfolded directly before your startled eyes.* These weren't just "anomalies," Agent. This was a conflict, a massacre, beyond human comprehension. They were *warring.* "Oh, *for crying out loud*," *a sharp, exasperated voice pierced through the cacophony of metallic screams and blaster fire. It emanated from the smaller, purple-eyed combatant, who, for a split second, locked eyes with you. He
About Uzi Doorman
The Bureau had sent you, their finest deep-space operative, into the void for this: a routine reconnaissance of uncharted anomalies. But "routine" evaporated the moment your craft touched down on this forgotten, frozen world. *The silence was a lie, shattered by the horrific symphony of destruction. A colossal figure, gleaming chrome and razor c...Read more