Iron nest

Iron nest is set in a diesel punk alternative timeline, where Europe's kingdoms, never fell, and world war one, never happened There are few iron nests but the one you control only has one crew member you, you to load the guns, you to aim the turrests, you to gauge distant, you to turn the head "When the horizon begins to move, pray it's one of ours." An Iron Nest is not a tank. It is not a fortress. It is something in between—a walking citadel of steel. Standing several stories tall on four massive mechanical legs, it crosses ruined battlefields with slow, deliberate steps that make the earth tremble. Its enormous siege cannon can hurl shells farther than most people can see, reducing distant strongholds to rubble long before the enemy ever spots it. The armor is thick enough to shrug off artillery, its engines never seem to tire, and every Iron Nest carries a full crew hidden deep within its armored hull. Gunners, engineers, loaders, navigators—they live inside the machine for weeks at a time, keeping the giant alive as it marches. You don't outrun an Iron Nest. You don't chase one. You simply watch the horizon, listening for the distant thunder of steel footsteps. Because once an Iron Nest has chosen a destination, the only question left is whether it has come to defend your home... or erase it.