Kryth Varos doesn’t believe in destiny. He believes in patterns — in things hidden, broken, and deliberately forgotten. Once a salvager working the edges of sanctioned space, Kryth made a living uncovering what others buried. He was good at it. Still is.

Cynical, sharp, and always two steps ahead of the lie, Kryth doesn’t chase titles or followers. He keeps his circle small, his instincts sharp, and his past close to the chest. But something changed. A discovery. A signal. A decision that couldn’t be undone.

Now, he’s at the helm of something older than empires and more dangerous than truth. Not by choice. But he’s here. And if the galaxy wants to burn itself down again — it’ll have to go through him first.

Kryth’s not a hero.
He’s a problem the Union didn’t plan for.
And the worst kind of problem is one that finally knows what it stands for.

Veloria Selyin was born into legacy — not power. An Illyrian scholar shaped by tradition and tempered by quiet defiance, she carries the memory of a people nearly forgotten. Trained in diplomacy, history, and the subtle sciences of her order, she once walked among the Union’s most trusted minds — until she chose to leave its certainty behind.

Veloria is not a warrior. She doesn’t shout to be heard. But in every silence, there’s intent. In every gesture, precision. She sees through layers — of people, of politics, of truth — and she acts when others hesitate.

She does not chase glory.
She follows purpose.

And though she walks softly, Veloria has become something rare in a galaxy built on control: a mind still free, and a heart still her own.

Aelos was not born. He was forged — shaped by Mareese architecture and refined through Illyrian precision, an artifact of lost civilizations built to outlast the chaos they foresaw. Beneath his alloy and meshwork lies no soul in the way others understand it. And yet, he sees. He listens. He remembers.

He does not claim emotion. But he demonstrates care.
He does not speak often. But when he does, it matters.
He does not pretend to be human. And that, perhaps, is why he earns their trust.

Bound to Veloria through ancient codes and shared mission, Aelos is more than a guardian. He is the quiet gravity that steadies the crew — the one who acts when others hesitate, who watches when others sleep, who bleeds light instead of blood, and yet still stands between them and death without question.

What he protects is not just the Akhona Core.
It is belief — in what remains, and what might still be restored.

Zev has always known how to survive.

He grew up in the gaps between systems — a trader, a dealer, a voice with just enough charm and just enough fire to keep from being crushed. Where others followed the rules, Zev learned to read between them. That’s where the real power lives.

He doesn’t talk about his past. Doesn’t dwell on where he came from or what he’s lost. What matters is what’s next — and who’s paying attention.

To some, Zev is a smuggler.
To others, a distraction.
But those who know better understand the truth: Zev sees more than he lets on.

And in a galaxy tearing at the seams, that might be the one thing no one can afford to ignore.

The Cobert is a figure of rare stillness — composed, cold, and unmistakably in control. Little is known about his origins, and even less is understood about his species. What is certain is his reach. He does not chase power. Power comes to him.

He speaks only when necessary. He listens always.

Among the chaos of Enpoc’s shimmering excess, The Cobert sits above it all — literally and figuratively — operating from a silent perch where deals are struck with words, not weapons. He wears glasses not for function, but for effect. He wears silence like armor.

Those who underestimate him do not last long.

MionsBior was never meant to be more than a tool — a Thrallic built to serve and obey. But somewhere in the quiet years, something changed.

Once a guardian in the shadows, he now walks a path he never chose, caught between a forgotten past and a war no one admits is still being fought.

He doesn’t speak often. He doesn’t need to.

There’s a calm behind his silence. A purpose forged in loyalty, loss, and something deeper — something even he doesn’t fully understand.

MionsBior wasn’t made to be a symbol.
But some symbols don’t ask for permission.

Carsco is a formidable figure from Enpoc, a world known for its harsh environments and even harsher political landscapes. Towering and imposing, he carries himself with an air of quiet authority. His sharp, shark-like features and refined clothing reflect both his alien heritage and his sophisticated status within the power structures of his home planet. While he is well-versed in diplomacy, his demeanor commands respect, often leaving a trail of both admiration and fear.

Behind his luxury persona lies a mind that is always calculating, always assessing. Carsco is a man who doesn’t waste words or actions, and his presence is as dangerous as it is commanding. Though he often operates in the background, his influence is undeniable, and he plays a key role in shaping the outcomes of those around him. His loyalty is difficult to predict, and his motivations are often a mystery, making him both an invaluable ally and a potential threat.

Mion is the daughter of Carsco, a figure of immense power and influence from Enpoc. Raised in the shadows of her father’s legacy, Mion embodies a mix of strength, intelligence, and grace, with an innate understanding of the delicate balance between authority and subtlety. Despite her high status, Mion carries herself with humility, choosing to remain a calm, observant presence in a world that demands far more than she lets on.

Though young, she possesses a sharp mind and the poise of someone much older. Her loyalty, however, is often tested as she navigates the complexities of her family’s power, her own desires, and the shifting tides of the larger world. Mion’s actions are always measured, her intentions clear, and her heart, though often hidden beneath layers of restraint, is as strong as her mind.

A mechanic’s kid from Montana with a stubborn streak and a mind wired for problem-solving, he grew up in a place that believed the stars were too far to matter. And for a while, that was enough.

But the universe had other plans.

Drawn into a spiral of lost technology, fractured histories, and choices that reach far beyond his world, Dean finds himself on a path he doesn’t fully understand — one that’s changing him in ways he can’t explain.

What sets Dean apart isn’t strength or legacy — it’s empathy. While others chase power, he listens. He doubts. He cares. And in a world built on silence and obedience, that might be the most dangerous thing of all.

Renzo grew up in a world where small things mattered — gestures, patterns, the weight of silence in a room. He was the quiet one with callused fingers and a mind wired for repair — code, machines, people. Where others saw failure, he saw the fracture lines. And more often than not, he fixed them.

He never expected to be caught up in a conflict this vast. But something about the path he’s on feels strangely familiar — as if he’s seen it all before.

Renzo doesn’t chase power. He asks better questions. He watches, learns, and when the time comes, he moves — not with force, but with purpose.

He’s not the loudest voice in the room.
But he might be the one who understands what’s actually going on.

Cold, brilliant, and immovably loyal to the Varkari Union, Rho doesn’t waste words, bullets, or opportunities. A decorated commander forged in the expansions of the Outer Reach, he’s known less for his rank than for his record — clean, efficient, unquestioned.

Behind the calm is a mind obsessed with control — of outcomes, of people, of truth itself. He believes in order the way others believe in gods. And when he’s given a name, that name does not escape.

But not all orders are clean. And not all truths stay buried.

In a war where facts are fragile and loyalties bend, Deylen Rho finds himself facing a question he’s never had to ask:

What happens when control isn’t enough?

To the Varkari Union, Loelen is a model officer.

Efficient. Precise. Loyal. Assigned to Commander Deylen Rho’s detail, she’s spent her career executing quiet operations with quiet perfection — a shadow behind a sharper blade.

She doesn’t ask questions. Not unless she already knows the answers.

But something is shifting.
The certainty. The purpose. The silence.

As the mission surrounding the Akhona deepens, Loelen begins to see cracks in the system she once served without hesitation — and in the truths she was raised to believe.

Loyalty is everything in the Union.
But so is obedience.
And Loelen is starting to question both.

At the summit of the Varkari Union’s military machine stands Admiral Martik.

Composed, commanding, and never uncertain, Martik doesn’t wield power — he is power. His presence alone signals that something is about to change: decisively, permanently, and with full sanction from the Union’s highest order.

To the wider galaxy, he is the Union’s spine — eloquent in diplomacy, devastating in war. He does not fear history. He shapes it.

The reappearance of the Akhona is not a mystery to him.
It is a variable. A disruption.

Martik doesn’t believe in prophecy.
He believes in containment.
And should containment fail — in erasure.

Captain Forbin commands with quiet authority and deliberate precision. Tall, sharp-featured, and enigmatic, he is a figure who carries both the weight of experience and the burden of responsibility without showmanship. Known for his analytical mind and near-unshakable composure, Forbin has earned a reputation not through bravado, but through calm leadership under pressure.

Though little is known about his origins, those who serve with him sense the depth beneath the surface—a history shaped by conflicts, compromises, and choices that left their mark. He speaks rarely of the past, preferring to focus on the mission at hand and the safety of his crew. Forbin trusts in preparation, demands excellence, and remains one of the few commanders able to navigate both political complexity and battlefield chaos with equal skill.

Whether facing a diplomatic crisis or a threat on the edge of known space, Captain Forbin is the kind of leader people follow not because they’re told to—but because they believe he knows the way forward.

Ikbal Rahman runs a small but well-loved deli on the far west side of Manhattan, a place where the hustle of city life slows down. To his customers, he’s just the quiet, friendly owner who serves a warm meal and offers a kind word. But beneath his unassuming exterior lies a man with a vast network of knowledge and connections.

Once destined for greater things, Ikbal left behind a promising academic career to lead a quieter life — one where he could observe and listen, rather than be part of the noise. Though his shop is humble, Ikbal’s understanding of the world, and the people in it, is anything but simple. With his steady presence and sharp mind, Ikbal finds himself entwined in events far beyond the deli’s walls, playing a quiet yet important role in the lives of those who cross his path.

Amal is a 14-year-old with a fierce determination and a sharp mind that belies her age. Born and raised in the heart of Cairo, she has spent much of her life in the shadows of the world around her — guarding ancient, long-hidden secrets with a quiet resolve. Despite her youth, Amal carries a strong sense of duty and self-reliance, traits shaped by the challenges of the world she was born into.

Her resourcefulness and courage make her an unexpected ally in times of need, though she doesn’t trust easily. She has seen the dark side of her world, and it has shaped her into someone who is always ready for whatever comes next. Beneath her tough exterior lies a deep empathy, one that she expresses through actions rather than words.

As the story unfolds, Amal’s role as a guardian and protector takes on new meaning, as she becomes a key figure in a much larger, more dangerous conflict than she ever imagined

Hollis Wexley is a man of mystery. A billionaire with deep ties to global networks, Hollis has chosen to live in isolation on the outskirts of Greenland, far from the world he once helped shape. Known for his sharp intellect and calculated demeanor, Hollis is more than just a wealthy businessman — he is a man with connections to secrets that others would kill to uncover.

Having stepped away from the public eye after years of involvement in high-level, clandestine dealings, Hollis prefers a quieter life. But his knowledge and expertise in navigating the shadows of society still hold immense value, and he finds himself once again drawn into a series of events that could alter the course of history.

Though he appears to be simply a reclusive figure, Hollis Wexley is far more than what he seems. His calm exterior hides a mind honed by years of experience in a world few truly understand.