The Void
Inktober 2017
Entry #31
Sitting in her cloaked fighter, The Archer, she waits for her spy drones to return. She had been observing the Penguins from the darkness of space, remembering what it felt like to be part of an idealistic crew...
Her cybernetic hand reaching for her face found only the cold metal of her mask... No, that was someone else, some other life. Voidstar had been born again, one with the machine, and soon the entire universe would follow...
