The Quarterman is an old husbanduncle's tale of a man that thrives in the Lighter Polygon, the barren deserts. The Quarterman is not man, he is only a quarter of a man, so you should not trust his man. He is only a quarter of a man because he only has three human things inside of him: his brain, his heart, and his skin. His skin is technically on the outside, but that doesn't matter because his veins are of copper and silicone, and his blood of volts of electricity powering his nervous system and his life. He is machine and not man. He is Quarterman. Attention was first brought to this man when strange depictions of him started to appear in the sand of the Lighter Polygon. Nothing else is known. The drawing below is a mimic of one of the many engravings among the endless dunes.
Picture Attached: The Quarterman
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