Agdistis was born marked and chosen by the Lords of Hell. From childhood, Agdistis served as a sacred prostitute in the Temple of Lust at Pessinus, within the realm of King Midas in Anatolia. There, pleasure and pain were transformed into offerings to the Lords of the Lustful Throne, and the body became a divine conduit for their power.
Yet despite the honor this service bestowed, Agdistis's soul remained empty. The longing to feel and possess for oneself what was meant to be surrendered to those Lords eventually drew Agdistis toward the Throne of Greed. There, a warm welcome awaited, for nothing delights the servants of Greed more than stealing the finest servants from their rivals.
At last, freed from temple service, Agdistis was able to forge an independent path, serving Greed upon the battlefields of the Heresiarch as a Chosen Warrior.
Agdistis walks the trenches clad in golden armor. Mystery feeds the legend: no living soul has seen Agdistis's face, knows the true appearance beneath the armor, or can say with certainty what gender, if any, lies behind the mask. Yet the suggestive, ever-changing armor and masks, together with the fluid grace of every movement, ignite passions even among the Heresiarch's most inhuman servants. Agdistis appears draped in alluring curves, tight silks, metal genitalia, anatomical cuirasses. Male, female, and every state between or beyond. Amid death, slaughter, and destruction at the front, Agdistis stands as a beacon of madness that keeps soldiers alive, sustaining their dreams and hopes.
From time to time, passion overcomes caution and a soldier approaches the tent, offering a symbolic coin in exchange for a secret night of pleasures. Everyone knows that such beauty carries a curse: whoever lies with Agdistis awakens mute and dies the following day, by stray bullet, shrapnel, accident, or illness. No one can ever reveal what transpired within the luxurious privacy of that silk pavilion.
Such is the price. Yet many desperate soldiers, driven to the brink by war, succumb to temptation and embrace death after receiving the blessing of what they believe to be the greatest happiness the trenches can offer.
For their part, Agdistis weaves these offering-coins into the armor, hoarding that pleasure and adoration as personal treasures, just as had always been desired. If satisfaction remains forever out of reach (as is the nature of Greed) then at least, for a time, happiness can be claimed.
Pack content:
- 6 Heads
- 5 Torsos
- 5 Legs
- 17 Hands & Wepons
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This project is an independent production by The Heresiarch and is not affiliated with or sponsored by any company or specific intellectual property
Tested with:
- Elegoo mars 3
- Elegoo Standard Resin
Presupported and Unsupported
- 0.03 mm layer height
- 2,5 seconds exposure time.
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