The light, so bright it was painful. It filled all of space, and everything around me. "King." A voice sounded from everywhere around me. "You are the last hope to stop the Plague of the Cursed Blood." I couldn't understand, or ever hope to understand the importance of what was happening. "You are the knight of the gods." "The one who will put the Ancients to death and end the suffering of their blasted plague." "You will protect the Apple of Eden. Now, is the fall of their tyrant empire. Their reign and the teaching of blasphemy to their enslaved citizens will end." What they were saying, I wouldn't understand until it was too late. "The City of Stone, the home of the dwarves, the ancient resting place of the Apple of Eden. It's citizens will die. It's government destroyed. It's elders slain. You must get there before the plague rips the Apple out of the heart of the earth, ripping the souls of billions along with it." "Anarchy will fall. The Ancients are awakening. The Ascension... is... starting."
I might not have drawn that, but here is some WIP stuffs *ahem* The colossus. Reus, Magmoth, Goliath, Murcury, and Aurora are the only surviving colossus. They were huge clockwork war machines crafted and forged at the legendary Dwarven forge, Godthrine. They fought constantly, and when fallen would be repaired by the dwarves. Now that the dwarves' knowledge of the colossus has been lost in time, the colossus had no choice but to stop fighting after a majority of the colossus had died. They hid themselves, until the Plague drove them out. Now the remaning colossus have to run or else the ancients could take control of their powerful machinery. It's sort of rough and I know its been a while... But here is Reus and Magmoth in unfinished sketches
