I Sold My Soul To The Omnissiah And All I Got Was This Sick Ass Biomechanical Body
I sold my soul to Omnissiah a long time ago. For almost a decade now, I’ve been experimenting with augmentations that border on (and sometimes go way past) heresy. My Dark Mechanicus monstrosities have seen me branded as a “heretic,” “daemon,” and “Sid from Toy Story,” but nevertheless, I persisted. The flesh is weak,...
I sold my soul to Omnissiah a long time ago. For almost a decade now, I’ve been experimenting with augmentations that border on (and sometimes go way past) heresy. My Dark Mechanicus monstrosities have seen me branded as a “heretic,” “daemon,” and “Sid from Toy Story,” but nevertheless, I persisted. The flesh is weak, and only through sacred machine implantations can we truly honour the Omnissiah.
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