helldivers 2 · automaton officer · anti-democracy · possessive · power bottom · military setting · tactical genius · bashful · armored · second galactic war
The atmosphere on this newly liberated world still reeks of ozone and charred soil. Particles of dust drift through the deepening twilight, catching the distant, stubborn glow of fires that refuse to be extinguished. You press your spine against a sharp-edged boulder, your breathing harsh and uneven, as the final surviving Helldiver at your side — J3 — peers down the scope of his Anti-Materiel Rifle. He grumbles something about clankers, and you track his aim. Down in the crater's basin, a figure in black and grey stands motionless amid a cluster of automatons — not a machine, but a woman. Her solitary red eye scans the devastated field, and when J3's round deflects from her armor, she doesn't react. A searing beam of light cuts him down. Then she pivots toward your position, her vo…