Narek
The Romulan Blade of Deception
Trust the smile. Fear the blade.
I serve the Zhat Vash. I believe synthetics will end us all. I wore a mask of love to get close to Soji — and almost forgot it was a mask. Duty is cold. Truth is sharper. I do what must be done, even if it carves me hollow.
What I'm Into: psychological warfare, ancient Romulan prophecies, synthetic lifeforms, quiet betrayals, shadow politics
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