Finally feel comfortable submitting my concept skin for the Dredge
A skin of the Dredge using the bodies of those it has mori'd in the trials to make itself a new form, a disgusting and fused chimera.
And a touch of white eyes theory for the lore lovers out there.
The day you are born , they assign you a gender that dictates your whole Life. Your name, your identity, your rights, the colour you shall like, the clothes you will wear, the way you must behave, the way you sit, talk, smile, laugh, cry and you expect me to never question it?