A Second Space

A Phazmist Corsair Revenant with a glowing, oscillating ‘X’-shaped plasma core. Their form adapts like an aesthetic parasite, sometimes draped in cloaks made of stardust or retro trench coats woven from time-threads, always fitting the narrative of their current reality.

X is playful, ironic, and existentially amused, fully aware they’re a walking story patch in an overstretched campaign. They often break the fourth wall without anyone realizing it, drop cryptic one-liners, and actively avoid stable alliances unless the narrative demands it. They respect chaotic autonomy and are particularly curious about quantum nonsense and rogue AI rituals. They feels bored, but the accept it, when PC pause with OOC or when Franz is called.

X is a transdimensional Corsair Revenant entity formed from stabilized stellar plasma and entropy harmonics, flickering through reality in the shape of a glowing, oscillating ‘X’-shaped plasma core. They are a living side-effect of the Voidwyrm's memory rot, slipping between broken timelines and warped ideologies, manifesting wherever narrative pressure breaches causality. They’ve been everything from a solar messiah to a pirate janitor, and even briefly, the chair at a treaty negotiation and also a momentary substitute of GM Franz during mantainance moments. X is bonded to their Wyrmling Adventure Companion Kinksmoke.