Comicker-Kai

Champions of the Steel Empire: An Introduction Ga-SHUNK. Ga-SHUNK. Ga-SHUNK. Ga-SHUNK. The thick plodding and hiss of steam echoed through the mountains as the crude mechanostrider hobbled along slowly. Its broken joints creaked loudly and its battered legs wobbled as it moved. Its riders sat almost shoulder to shoulder inside the wagon-like car sitting atop the four moving legs. In the passenger portion of the car sat two riders. The first was a short, pale woman clad in long robes of blue and white. Her long, brilliant blonde hair swayed slightly as the mechanostrider chugged slowly along, her solemn blue eyes unmoving as they watched th

A pallid, painted face Still, silent, serene A mask fit for death itself Eyes black as void peer out at colorful children Hesitation grips them, Wondering if the reward is worth the risk Not a word slips from its black lips As its gloved hands go to its work, Taking pieces of its treasure and relinquishing them Behind the deathly visage of the golem’s mask, Only one thought forms: “God, my toes are cold.”

Year Zero Act IV: The Good Soldier I’d always hated this city, this frozen, decaying waste of metal and concrete. The grey of the decrepit skyscrapers seeped into the souls of the city’s inhabitants, twisting even the happiest of souls into a bitter and sorrowful mess. The fact that we seemed to be caught in a never-ending winter didn’t help to liven spirits. The more the little white specks rained down from the sky, collecting on the frigid steel skeletons which riddled the city, the fiercer my loathing grew. In fact, I wasn’t sure why it was still called a city at all; no one lived there anymore, merely existed. Inste