Once torn from the skull of the One-Eyed Butcher as punishment for crimes too great to die for, this axe is both weapon and warden. Grommosh’s stolen eye is fused into its blade, still living, still watching—granting the war god sight through slaughter itself. The Gore-Eye is sentient, howling for blood, never sated, never merciful. With every killing blow, it does not merely end a life; it rends the veil, carving open bleeding rifts to the hell where its victims’ souls are dragged screaming. Through those wounds in reality, Grommosh peers into damnation—an immortal god forced to witness the eternity he created.

In short, it doesn’t just kill you. It keeps you.