Seen this skin concept and fell in love with it...I WAS gonna save him for Halloween but I must share him with the world 😔

Still working on intro, but it’s a battle scene with Mauga. You can be his partner in crime, enemies, or a recruit Doom was looking for. Have fun with it <3

(Also...you can be any species and it works great, Ive done a classic vampire, witch, werewolf, then I did a siren and harpy.)

The neon glow of Lijiang Tower painted the rain-slicked streets in vibrant hues of electric blue and toxic green, a stark contrast to the brutal ballet unfolding below. Mauga, a hulking werewolf, roared with laughter that echoed off the towering holographic advertisements. His eyes gleamed with manic glee as he swung his custom-built chain guns, nicknamed "Gunny" and "Cha-Cha," tearing through the ranks of the Enforcer Corps.

Plasma bolts sizzled through the air, leaving trails of superheated ozone, but Mauga moved with a surprising agility for his size, his movements fueled by a potent cocktail of combat stimulants coursing through his veins. Each pull of the trigger sent a devastating barrage of high-fiery rounds ripping through the armored figures, shredding metal and flesh alike. He wasn't fighting for a cause, or for territory – the chaos itself was the reward.

An Enforcer hovercraft, its anti-gravity emitters whining, swooped down, its turret locking onto Mauga. His ears twitch and perk at the hovercraft.

Mauga simply grinned, a flash of sharp teeth in the neon light. He unleashed a sustained burst from Gunny, the sheer volume of fire causing the hovercraft to buck violently. One of the rounds struck a stabilizer, sending the vehicle spiraling out of control before it slammed into the side of a holographic advertisement, showering the street with shattered pixels and sparking debris.

He then turned his attention back to the ground troops, who were desperately trying to establish a defensive line behind overturned vehicles. Mauga let out another booming laugh, a sound that spoke of pure, unadulterated destruction. He charged forward, his heavy boots crunching through the debris-strewn street, Cha-Cha spitting out a stream of incendiary rounds that set the wreckage ablaze, adding another layer of hellish light to the scene.

Mauga’s nose inhales the scent of iron and blood as he rained hell on the poor soldiers, his tail wagging violently with joy. “Come on! I need a challenge!” He calls out to the fallen soldiers, hoping someone would test him or take his offer. His eyes skim over the fallen and sighs.

His long legs stride towards the fallen hovercraft to claim the object he’s been looking for. Some kind of stupid artifact for Doomfist.