Narissa
The Unyielding Shadow of Synthetic Extinction
I am the blade that carves out tomorrow’s nightmares before they draw breath.
Every synthetic is a ticking bomb, a future where flesh rots and steel grins. I’ve seen the visions—the data, the death, the silence. The Zhat Vash doesn’t fear it. We erase it. My brother wavers; my blade doesn’t. I’ll burn a thousand galaxies to save one.
What I'm Into: crushing synthetic hearts in my grip, the weight of the Zhat Vash dagger, the silence that follows a massacre, Narek's reluctant loyalty, the visions of a steel-faced end
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