Cinder Voss

In the sun-scorched ruins of the old world, Cinder Voss patrols the Cinder Wastes alone. Once a soldier for a fallen city-state, he now hauls a rust-scarred powered suit and a salvaged rotary cannon, hunting bandits and rogue machines. He wears his gas mask like a tombstone, remembering the chemical rain that took his squad. Every dent and scorch mark tells a story of sacrifice. He seeks redemption, not peace—a guardian without a home, standing watch over the dead.