Deathmask Hunter: Cyber- Warlord of the Wastes, A towering, battle- scarred figure emerges from the choking haze of a ruined world—a cybernetic bounty hunter draped in a tattered, dust- caked black robe that clings to his hulking armored frame. His face is a grinning death’s head, a weathered skull infused with cybernetic enhancements, glowing data streams flickering across its surface like digital scars of a long- forgotten past. His armor is brutal and unpolished—thick, rusted plating bolted over his skeletal form, dented from countless battles, pitted with scorch marks and jagged bullet impacts. Fiber- optic cables and biomechanical tubes snake from his spine, pulsing faintly beneath the grime, feeding data into his decayed yet deadly mind. A cracked visor above his empty eye sockets flickers with tactical readouts, scanning the ruins for his next target. His massive, dust- covered gauntlets grip a ruined but still- lethal plasma rifle, its surface etched with kill tallies, its barrel smoldering from a recent execution. A jagged combat blade, its edge corroded and blackened with age, hangs from his belt, ready for the silent work. Every movement sends loose dirt cascading from his robe, the stench of scorched metal and decayed flesh thick in the air
