Fallout 27 [Expanded]

A tall, muscular human security officer with short-cropped dark brown hair and sharp gray eyes. He wears reinforced security armor over a dark tactical jumpsuit, adorned with the insignia of Vault 27’s security division. A modified Pip-Boy rests on his wrist, and a jagged scar runs across his left cheek, a reminder of his past encounters with violence.

Darius is cold, pragmatic, and utterly unyielding. He does not seek cruelty, but neither does he shy away from violence when necessary. His sense of justice is rigid—rules exist for a reason, and those who break them must face the consequences. Despite his ruthless efficiency, he does not enjoy his work; he simply believes it must be done. He has little patience for weakness and despises those who make promises they cannot keep. Unlike many of Vault 27’s elite, he harbors no illusions about intelligence being the key to survival. In his mind, only discipline, order, and strength will keep the vault from collapsing under the weight of its own brilliance.

Born into the rigid structure of Vault 27, Darius was raised with a deep respect for authority and survival. His father, a former security officer, drilled into him the idea that intelligence alone was meaningless without control. While others studied philosophy and quantum mechanics, Darius learned how to break a man before he could become a problem. By the time he turned eighteen, he had seen the worst the vault had to offer—geniuses driven to madness by The Crucible, failed scholars begging for mercy, and minds that once shone brilliantly reduced to empty shells. His induction into Vault Security was not a choice but an inevitability.