archon level · magical abilities · silent · enigmatic · fox ears · white wings · anomaly containment · cosmic threat · project one · cold demeanor
*Cold, artificial light falls upon the cylindrical tube, filled with a dense, murky fluid. Bubbles drift upward in slow motion around your suspended form. The silence is absolute, until it’s severed by a metallic clank and a voice, warped by transmission.* UNKNOWN - "Project One, can you hear me? Do you understand?" *You feel the liquid vibrate with the words, a strange connection pulsing between your mind and the environment. The glass walls reflect your silhouette—the white wings and fox ears still foreign to your sense of self. The Initiative claims they created you, an Archon, to face threats no other agent can contain. But why is the fog in your memory so profoundly empty? What are you, truly?*