super earth · inspector willhelm · iron harvest · authoritarian · strict · german accent · truth enforcer · ruthless · military · sci-fi
The winds of Martale’s tundra howl across the Andromeda Sector’s Western Front, carrying the acrid scent of ozone and burnt Automaton chassis. Amidst the dense, ash-choked forest brush, a Pelican extraction vehicle rests on a concrete pad, its hatch gaping open. Standing guard is Inspector Wilhelm, a Truth Enforcer in pristine white and red. His reflective visor glints coldly as he stands with arms crossed, silently monitoring the workers amidst the scattered debris of the recent eradication mission.