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the Hyperborean Front
Towards the northernmost regions of the Old World, passing the frontier of Finlans, one will find the hyperborean Front, although not as widely covered as its southern neighbors, it is nonetheless of key importance to protect Europe's northernmost regions. Following a recent increase in paranatural activity the Dutchlanders have agreed to assist the Fins with the garrisoning of the Hyperborean Front.
Victory certified, as we the Dutchlanders place our faith on the mighty shoulders of the Panzermensch, sons turned into heroes of myth and fables. As mighty as Hercules, as valiant as Siegfried, and as great as our forefathers, we are symbols of pride. Although my mother weeps as I go off to the war, deep down they know I will not burn out in vain. With heavy hearts and boots we march towards the Apocalyptic Eastern Campaign. I have no fear in my heart, for it is made with blood and iron, I am Siegfried facing the mighty Fafnir, I am Hercules on his 12 labors, I am my father and his father. I am the fist of the Dutchlans, the instrument through which peace will be achieved, and the horrors from beyond the Iron Curtain will be brought to ruin by my hands, our hands.
He snapped out of his trance the Engels voice held no more wicked influence over his mind. "I will see you brought to ruin, you fiends, you wicked hearted creatures are no angels!" The Panzermensch clutched his Great sword and rose above the trench, cognition flowing and crackling through his lenses, as might tendrils of Cognitive lightning ionized the air around them, his fellow soldiers stood up and began to fire at the Engel and it's meat puppets.
"What are you doing, do not resist, you foolish lost little lamb,I see, I see you are unclean, you do not deserve salvation, you do not deserve anything,but true death!" The Engle recoiled its elongated form and sprung at the Panzermensch, all the meat puppets resumed their halted attack. "To hell with you!" The Panzermensch focused his vision on the massive Aberration's head.

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Description

the Hyperborean Front
Towards the northernmost regions of the Old World, passing the frontier of Finlans, one will find the hyperborean Front, although not as widely covered as its southern neighbors, it is nonetheless of key importance to protect Europe's northernmost regions. Following a recent increase in paranatural activity the Dutchlanders have agreed to assist the Fins with the garrisoning of the Hyperborean Front.
Victory certified, as we the Dutchlanders place our faith on the mighty shoulders of the Panzermensch, sons turned into heroes of myth and fables. As mighty as Hercules, as valiant as Siegfried, and as great as our forefathers, we are symbols of pride. Although my mother weeps as I go off to the war, deep down they know I will not burn out in vain. With heavy hearts and boots we march towards the Apocalyptic Eastern Campaign. I have no fear in my heart, for it is made with blood and iron, I am Siegfried facing the mighty Fafnir, I am Hercules on his 12 labors, I am my father and his father. I am the fist of the Dutchlans, the instrument through which peace will be achieved, and the horrors from beyond the Iron Curtain will be brought to ruin by my hands, our hands.
He snapped out of his trance the Engels voice held no more wicked influence over his mind. "I will see you brought to ruin, you fiends, you wicked hearted creatures are no angels!" The Panzermensch clutched his Great sword and rose above the trench, cognition flowing and crackling through his lenses, as might tendrils of Cognitive lightning ionized the air around them, his fellow soldiers stood up and began to fire at the Engel and it's meat puppets.
"What are you doing, do not resist, you foolish lost little lamb,I see, I see you are unclean, you do not deserve salvation, you do not deserve anything,but true death!" The Engle recoiled its elongated form and sprung at the Panzermensch, all the meat puppets resumed their halted attack. "To hell with you!" The Panzermensch focused his vision on the massive Aberration's head.

A link to my Webcomic, if ya interested.
globalcomix.com/c/daemon-x-cor…

www.webtoons.com/en/challenge/…

Plus a link to a Commission Sheet if you want art done by me. also request are still open.