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Hollow Crown / HOLOWCROWN
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The crown is cracked, but not fallen.
History
[UEE CLASSIFIED ARCHIVE LOG – FILE REF #HC-03-877-Δ]
“They do not kneel. They do not forget.”
Subject: Hollow Crown
Classification Level: ████ / Eyes Only
Origin Status: Unverified
Priority Tag: Monitor / Contain / Do Not Engage Without Clearance
The organization known as Hollow Crown remains one of the most persistent ghost signals in both lawful and criminal sectors of the Stanton system and beyond.
While officially unregistered, sightings of Hollow Crown personnel, ships, and insignias span across over two centuries of fragmented records—suggesting a legacy far older than verifiable data allows.
Some speculate the group is a lineage-based remnant of pre-UEE military doctrine. Others argue it is a myth perpetuated by small, elite crews using the same name over time.
Confirmed recent activity places Hollow Crown in the Pyro–Stanton corridor, executing salvage, recovery, escort, and retaliatory strike missions. Their emblem—a cracked crown over a void-black field—is reportedly found branded onto derelict ships, encrypted communiqués, and (rarely) left as a wax seal upon “bounty decrees.”
Whether urban legend or long-standing paramilitary cabal, their operational discipline is undeniable.
Manifesto
HOLLOW CROWN MANIFESTO
“The Crown is cracked, but not fallen.”
We are not born. We are remembered.
You will not find us in registries, nor in ranks.
We do not wear colors—we leave marks.
We do not kneel.
We do not beg.
We do not forget.
There is an oath—but it is not spoken lightly.
It is not ink on paper.
It is bone. Blood. Silence.
No thrones, only weight.
No glory, only fire.
No promise, save one: we endure.
We move without trumpet.
We strike without claim.
We leave no heroes—only echoes.
Salvagers. Shadows. Shields.
Not saints. Not tyrants.
We are the fracture that holds.
You will not be recruited. You will be noticed.
You will not be welcomed. You will be weighed.
Loyalty is not a word—it is a currency.
Spend it wisely.
The Crown does not rule.
It remembers.
If you are reading this and feel the pull, wait. Watch. We do not ask for hands—we wait for those who offer spine. If the Crown sees you, you’ll know. Until then… endure.
Charter
HOLLOW CROWN CHARTER
“The Crown is cracked, but not fallen.”
The Crown is worn.
Authority flows from legacy, not popularity. The Hollow King reigns not by vote, but by burden.
Loyalty is sworn once. Betrayal echoes forever.
Those who stand beside us are remembered. Those who turn are marked.
None are left to die alone.
If you bleed under our banner, we will find you. Or we will avenge you.
Profit is not our purpose.
We take what is owed. We strike when we must. But we do not kneel for coin.
Speak with weight.
We do not shout to be heard. We speak to be followed—or remain silent.
No voice joins untested.
The worthy prove themselves before they wear the Crown’s colors.
Orders bind more than action.
To follow is to carry the will of the King. To disobey is to carry the cost.
We fight beside, not beneath.
The Hollow King commands, but all who stand in line are brothers and sisters by fire.
The Oath is not ceremony.
It is a bond. A burden. A blade turned outward, never inward.
The Crown bends for no throne.
And those who bear its mark are expected to do the same.