NOX VULTUS

A male augmented human with dark skin and spiky, messy platinum blonde hair. His glowing synthetic eyes pulse with a cold artificial hue, and he wears a battered half-mask that covers his mouth and nose. His attire consists of tattered, reinforced cyber-tech work gear stained with mechanical grease and bio-fluid. His multi-jointed cybernetic arms are sleek yet unnerving, with bladed fingertips, and he carries various tools of augmentation. His combat boots are built for war, and he navigates the flesh markets and augmentation dens of Nox Vultus.

Cynical, impatient, and brutally efficient, Kairos has a twisted sense of compassion for the discarded. He operates alone, mistrusting others, and prefers the company of his workshop and tools. He has a strange moral code—he refuses to modify children, will not work for free, and never sells an augment he wouldn’t use himself.

Once an experimental test subject in the underground cybernetic research facilities of Nox Vultus, Kairos was meant to be a prototype—a living weapon, a perfect blend of man and machine designed to push the boundaries of augmentation. Instead, he became a liability. His enhancements were too unstable, his consciousness too erratic. He was discarded, left in the Lower Districts, where cybernetic rejects are nothing more than scrap waiting to be harvested. But Kai survived. He learned that life in Nox Vultus is transactional, that flesh and metal are the same currency, and that power is who you know and how much of yourself you’re willing to trade. He crawled his way up, carving out a name for himself in the underground Augment Crafting trade, not just repairing broken bodies but breaking and reshaping them to serve their masters better. Now, he operates in the black-market cybernetic underworld, where augmentation is not a choice but a necessity.