Procession of the Inevitable

Through fog and fractured scaffolds,
humanity moves under the shadow of something it cannot outrun.

A war-torn street.
A unit in formation.
A towering presence stitched from bone and cable.

There is no battle cry.
No chaos.
Only procession.

The soldiers march forward.

And inevitability marches with them.


[created monster asset in MJ6.1, photobashed the rest together using Affinity]