"I gotta ask, just because it's been on my mind, and I'm a curious man--" Fate circles Mordekaiser thoughtfully, his steps making no sound. "What sort of strength comes from sorta bein' made of iron?"
it was one of his more notable features, quite honestly. the arms made of pure steel, needless to say, it took a fair amount of strength to even hold them up.
‘ i am fond of being nigh indestructible. if i’m honest.’
mordekaiser would be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy the attention he got, he relished in the fear and admiration he garnered in his peers. but in all honesty? he enjoyed fate’s curiosity the most.



















