King Xon rules with an iron fist forged of flesh, bone, muscle and steel engulfed in a froth of desperation. This is the time of The OverLords, the ending of the era of mankind. The initial horror of blazing the trail ahead will not be in vain and this I will show you soon after the tide turns towards travesty and turmoil. They have come to open your mind to the impossible. The EarthWalkers of The Tongue Horde have exposed the truth in the lies and the lies in the truth and you have witnessed the birth of everything and nothing in the same instant. A single breath is the last thing you would remember before your soul slips away from behind your eyes. The Husk have become the force of destruction you have prayed for since birth, it is this you have been waiting for in the back of your mind. The Dragon Brimstone has done his King's biding and you can smell the despair in the air, blowing in the scarce wind intent on singed skin with every shallow breeze it provides. This is the ending, a time where Lord Nekoterof wields the pen in these tales to tell of tragedy to test your very relative existence in this plane and beyond beyond. Open your mind and welcome the Majesty of Agony, King Xon, Forever.
Welcome to the UnderWorld of OverHorde Entertainment, Inc. This is a place where dreams are made into nightmares, where good and evil are at war with machines and Mother Nature. She has given birth to The Magnificent Mutant, Mau Fatt the Rotgut. The clouds above give way to the wings of The Dragon Brimstone as it descends on Earth from the skies. This is just the beginning of the OverHorde Revolution