Introducing the GoreForge Wave 1: HellHelm - Grindbyte
Grindbyte
In the dim, thunder-lashed halls of a forsaken automaton foundry, Grindbyte awakens—an abominable fusion of steel and sinew birthed from obsession gone brilliantly, monstrously astray. Once a humble engineer devoted to progress and the safeguarding of all kind, he now stalks the iron catacombs with a helmet grafted to flesh, its visor sealed forever shut to spare the world the horror of whatever consciousness claws within. His jaw, a ravenous maw of gnashing metal teeth, chatters ceaselessly as though driven by a hunger neither mechanical nor mortal, grinding the very air with anticipation of flesh and circuitry alike. And as lightning flashes through shattered skylights, casting his silhouette long upon trembling walls, a dreadful truth becomes clear: Grindbyte does not simply pursue victims—he seeks to convert them, to drag screaming souls into the cold embrace of iron and hunger, completing the dreadful machine-legion whispered of in the darkest corners of the universe.
