There are no good guys in Warhammer bro.

Sir Not-A-Hugger Makes His Entrance

Ah yes, nothing screams “trustworthy and heroic” quite like a twelve-foot meat golem stitched together from flesh, sorrow, and unpaid therapy sessions. This abomination is clearly someone’s idea of a power move, possibly from a Slaaneshi tea party that got way out of hand. The caption, “There are no good guys in Warhammer bro,” is less a warning and more a polite reminder before this thing asks you for a hug—with its 14 extra arms, each holding a fresh war crime. Its fashion sense? Haute couture straight out of Hell’s Worst Nightmares collection. The cherry on top is the blood-dripping aesthetic, complete with a belly-mouth that definitely never whispers kind things. This is the kind of guy who shows up uninvited to dinner and brings a casserole filled with despair.

Welcome to Warhammer, Moral Clarity Not Included

The real comedy here is that this horrifying beast isn’t even considered the worst thing in the Warhammer universe. He’s just another face in the crowd of galactic horrors, political cults, and genocidal space fascists that make the setting the most morally bankrupt sandbox ever built. The meme sums it up perfectly—there are no heroes here, just varying shades of grimdark with different-sized chainswords. The Imperium? Space-Catholic dystopia. The Eldar? Arrogant space elves whose hobbies once created a god of excess. And this guy? He’s probably just the intern for a Daemon Prince, learning the ropes of soul harvesting and public relations.