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The Story Behind Toxicity

Iron Shadows

The world collapsed not in fire, but in silence. Governments fractured under endless wars, oil shortages, and the outbreak of engineered plagues. Cities once alive with commerce and freedom became desolate ruins patrolled by armored figures with glowing eyes. Out of this chaos rose a new order: The Directorate.

The Directorate’s most feared enforcers were the Death Armored Corps soldiers clad in black steel, their faces hidden behind gas masks, their red lenses burning like coals in the darkness. Whispers called them wolves in men’s skin.

Yet in the shadows, rumors spread of those who escaped the Directorate’s grip. Whispers tell of resistance groups, planning strikes against the oil rigs and military camps. Some even claim defectors walk among the ranks wolves who have begun to remember that they were once human.

But for now, the armored soldiers remain unchallenged, their glowing red eyes the last thing seen by countless prisoners of war.

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Team

Where the Passion Begins

This project was born from a love of dystopian storytelling, military history, and mythic archetypes. We asked ourselves: What happens when the soldier becomes more than human? What happens when armor becomes prison, and obedience becomes destiny?

Every portrait, every scene, is a fragment of that answer. From the gas ridden cities to the oil rigs swallowed in smoke, from the leader who commands with fire these images are our way of exploring the cost of survival in a world without mercy. See you In there!

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Heinrich Severloh

LEADER/SERVER OWNER

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Häyhä

RIFLEMAN/EDITOR

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Taofang

RIFLEMAN/MEDIA MANGER

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