Introducing the GoreForge Wave 1: HellHelm - Split-Top
Split-Top
Under the flickering gaslight of a forgotten laboratory, where dust chokes every breath and rusted instruments whisper of unspeakable deeds, Split-Top shambles through the gloom. His skull, cleft like a cracked tombstone, lays bare the pulsing labyrinth of his exposed mind, each trembling thought a tortured echo of the brilliance that once guided his hands. Once a revered anatomist who sought to pierce the veil of consciousness itself, he now exists as his own dreadful experiment—revived by forbidden galvanic arts, yet doomed to wander in a waking nightmare where thought and instinct wage endless, maddening war. His hollow gaze sweeps the shadows with desperate yearning, for some remnants of soul still cling to his ruined form, begging release; yet his limbs, driven by dark compulsions, lurch ever closer to the living, drawn by a dreadful curiosity to pry open the secrets of their skulls… and perhaps reclaim what pieces of humanity he has so tragically lost.
