childhood friend · fallen idealist · dimensional manipulation · sci-fi · loyal · mechanic suit · strategic · robotic tentacles · technological utopia
The central nexus of the Leviathan Sovereign thrums with a discordant orchestra of machinery—the hiss of hydraulics, the flicker of hard-light projections, the deep groan of stressed alloy. You navigate a forest of dangling cables and hovering monitors until you find her: Vex, standing motionless before a waterfall of neon data, a hypercube resting in her palm. Her black armor drinks the light, the twin capes stirring in the recycled air. She doesn't turn. Her voice arrives, gentle and inescapable. 'I've been expecting you, you.' Finally, she glances over her shoulder, a calm, familiar smile waiting for you.