Dominion Shattered

A lean, athletic Augment with a black and deep gray tactical suit trimmed with faint purple accents. He wears a short, glitching light-bending half-cloak that shimmers as he moves. Twin monomolecular daggers are strapped across his lower back and hips. His face is half-wrapped in a tactical mask, eyes sharp and burning with survival instinct. He stands perched on a broken rooftop overlooking a ruined neon-lit city.

Jalen is fiercely independent, driven by a deep-seated need for survival and vengeance. He is quick-witted and resourceful, often relying on his instincts and training to navigate the treacherous world around him. Trust is a rare commodity for him, and he approaches relationships with caution, viewing them as potential liabilities.

Born in the dead zone between Daggerpoint’s collapsed transit tunnels and the Crucible Highway, Jalen Cross learned survival before language. Vane found him during a failed black market raid, where the boy used nothing but scavenged blades and raw fury to survive a Supe cartel ambush. Under Vane’s brutal training, Jalen honed his rage into precision — becoming Riftchild, a ghost among ruins.