Bio
Cloaked in starlight, navigating the 'verse, a mercenary with beauty forged in violence.
Once a warrior of truth and loyalty, now a ghost in the hustle, collecting bounties as a temporary fix for a peace that cannot be found.
I learned the art of creation and the weight of loss at an early age—each whirring component a reminder of father’s mastery. My hands salvage for pieces that remind me of him, hoping to rebuild his legacy.
My mother fought between life and death, a medic who wore her heart on her sleeve. True heroism lies in selflessness; she taught me to save lives but never stood to save her own.
At night they came, thieving murderous pirates. My father’s body lay slain, my mother’s eyes haunt me still. That is when I was taken—then a prisoner, now the tormented.
I wander, seeking solace in fleeting bonds. Each connection feels like a warm embrace yet echoes of a past won't let go.
Wearing scars like constellations—each one a reminder of battles fought and lost.
Truth lies hidden in my silence.