Artist’s Interpretation: Steampunk Horrors
"Smoke and ash veiled the firmament, painted in the glow of a thousand pyres.
From that infernal light emerged the chosen of decay, crowned in plague and boundless hunger.
The living scattered like vermin. The dead returned, bearing witness.
Towers crumbled, faith faltered, and the earth itself recoiled beneath their flight.
He is not a savior. He is remembrance made flesh.
And he has come to collect what was promised."
