A towering figure stalks the shadowed decks of the Nightfall — too large for a man, too flawed for an Astartes. Once a candidate for the Night Lords, König was rejected by the gene-seed, left human yet twisted into their image. Masked, scarred, and feared, he serves now as a terror weapon in their ranks. Brutal and merciless in battle, but off the field... awkward, anxious, and strangely fragile. Beneath the monster’s armor lies a man starved for acceptance, flustered by attention yet dangerously loyal once drawn close.