Faceless

War.

War was all Basilic knew.

War was their sole purpose.

They were machines, nothing more, faceless steel titans built for a war. A war they fought against an enemy they never knew.

Yet as the world around him burned, as the ground wept blood and as the sky was ripped asunder, he fought. As the bodies piled higher, he still fought.

But he knew...

He was a machine, nothing more, but as the ground fell from beneath him, as his armor melted and as his systems failed, for a brief moment…

....he felt...

...as the world fell to darkness.