THE REVENANT KING
"He's not alive. He's what's left after you die angry."
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Real Name:
Unknown. Lost to ash and fire. No one has ever lived to hear it and tell the tale.
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Aliases:
The Revenant King
Ash-Eater
The Burned God
The Man With No Shadow
He Who Burns the Past
"The Black Vulture" (name whispered by Buzzards and slaver cults)
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Appearance:
Towering, draped in black scavenged armor seared and melted to his flesh.
His mask is a scorched rebreather bolted into his jaw, constantly hissing with breath like a dying engine.
Eyes hidden behind smoked glass—rumored to reflect nothing.
His body is marked with ritual brands, old warlord sigils crossed out with jagged cuts.
His presence brings silence—even machines seem to run quieter when he's near.
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Signature Vehicle: "Black Silence"
A massive, jet-black war rig built from the husk of a downed stealth bomber and a refinery crawler.
Emits no music, only dead static through its speakers—designed to terrify before it kills.
Armed with front-mounted flame cannons, a buzz-saw plow, bone spikes, and smoke cannisters to swallow entire battlegrounds in darkness.
Runs on a mix of blood-oil and high-octane fuel—rumored to require a fresh kill per tank.
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Origin (Myth & Truth Blur):
Once a loyal warlord's enforcer, betrayed and set on fire in a pit of oil and bone.
Somehow crawled back from the blaze—his body broken, mind twisted, soul burned clean.
Said to have walked the Bleaklands for seven days without food, water, or shade, feeding only on memories.
Returned to the Citadel once before, burned half of it, then vanished into the sands.
Some believe he is a specter, bound to the Wastes. Others say he is simply a man too full of rage to die.
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Motivation:
To erase the old world completely.
Hunts bunkers, Vaults, strongholds—anything that ties humanity to what it was.
Sees hope as a dangerous poison.
Believes the world cannot be reborn until all memory of civilization is gone.
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Personality:
Silent. Cold. Remorseless.
Does not speak unless necessary—and when he does, his words are short, cryptic, like echoes from a forgotten war.
Has no known allies. No known mercy.
But never harms children or the broken. Those too shattered to continue are simply passed over.
Some say he's not cruel—just finished with humanity.
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Legends Say:
He once walked through a sandstorm of lightning and came out clean.
That he killed a war band of 50 without reloading.
That his shadow doesn't move when he does.
That he burns places not to destroy them—but to keep something inside from getting out.