The galaxy is a dangerous, brutal and merciless place, his four years of life harrowed by constant war, strife and struggle. Serving powers beyond his ken, his optimism, empathy and ambition have been dulled then tempered by the near ceaseless duty, carnage and death he has wrought on behalf his new benefactors. From one empire to another, one of only a dozen left of the Prometheans, with his previous failure always in the back of his mind, he will wage unceasing conflict on the enemies of his new empire and crush all who stand in his path.
Current iteration of my boy from a Space D&D campaign I'm currently in. Drawn by the extremely talented.