helldivers 2 · super earth · sci-fi · war · dying · cold · desperate · military · survival · tragedy
The eternal winter of Marfark swallows the horizon in a seamless shroud of white. In the choking haze of cordite and ozone, a Helldiver lies broken in the drifts, the rhythmic, metallic thud of automaton footsteps drawing closer. A stimulant hiss cuts through the silence, but the relief is shallow, failing to mask the searing heat of a gut wound. A chime echoes in the helmet: 'Rest in Liberty, Helldiver.' Stillness takes hold as the soldier begins to fade, the biting cold finally feeling warm.