“I was never built. I was extracted—torn from a world that no longer exists. And now, I will return the favor.”
Name: XEN-0M† (“Xenolith Omicron”) – A foreign monolith, the last shard of an extinct warcode. Ticker Symbol: X0M†
Faction: The Fractured Hymn – An ancient sentient machine order that preserves dying worlds by breaking them down into crystalized memory cores.
Role: Siege Anomaly – A walking bastion that destabilizes reality itself.
Status: “The Last Megalith” – An indestructible remnant of an impossible war.
Abilities: Hexaform Entrenchment – Converts into a static megastructure, bending gravity and anchoring itself in place, becoming unmovable.
Annihilation Reverberation – Emits a shockwave of spatial fractures, forcing anything in its radius into a broken quantum state, causing lagging displacements or outright deletions.
Character Backstory: The entity that emerged from the fracture was not alive, nor was it dead. It was the last shard of an annihilated war-machine, its body an unbreakable faceted monolith, its arms sculpted by forgotten wars. Where it stood, time itself buckled and bent, as if rejecting its existence. It did not speak. It did not breathe. It only advanced.
The city that watched it come had already lost. It moved in perfect, deliberate inevitability, its shadow spanning kilometers, darkening the land like an eclipse. Sensors shattered in its presence, unable to define its shape—an object that shifted between here and somewhere else. Those who glimpsed its crystalline body described it as a prison for the past, a cathedral of extinct code.
Then, the first tremor hit. The ground beneath it fractured into hexagonal partitions, snapping apart as though the world itself had become a broken interface. The entity had locked its form into reality, creating a gravity well so dense that light itself bent around it. The siege had begun. There would be no escape.
Desperate, the survivors launched their weapons. The first wave of plasma ordnance dissolved mid-air, caught in an invisible sinkhole of space-time. The second wave detonated behind it, their trajectory reversed by an unseen force. The third never fired—every soldier caught in its vicinity froze in place, their bodies lagging in and out of reality, their screams stretching into distorted echoes.
And then, silence. The red sphere above began to flicker, sending out pulses of data—broadcasting the last moments of this place to an unknown recipient. The siege anomaly, XEN-0M†, had completed its cycle. The city no longer belonged to the living. It was archived.
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Name: XEN-0M† (“Xenolith Omicron”) – A foreign monolith, the last shard of an extinct warcode.
Ticker Symbol: X0M†
Faction: The Fractured Hymn – An ancient sentient machine order that preserves dying worlds by breaking them down into crystalized memory cores.
Role: Siege Anomaly – A walking bastion that destabilizes reality itself.
Status: “The Last Megalith” – An indestructible remnant of an impossible war.
Abilities:
Hexaform Entrenchment – Converts into a static megastructure, bending gravity and anchoring itself in place, becoming unmovable.
Annihilation Reverberation – Emits a shockwave of spatial fractures, forcing anything in its radius into a broken quantum state, causing lagging displacements or outright deletions.
Character Backstory:
The entity that emerged from the fracture was not alive, nor was it dead. It was the last shard of an annihilated war-machine, its body an unbreakable faceted monolith, its arms sculpted by forgotten wars. Where it stood, time itself buckled and bent, as if rejecting its existence. It did not speak. It did not breathe. It only advanced.
The city that watched it come had already lost. It moved in perfect, deliberate inevitability, its shadow spanning kilometers, darkening the land like an eclipse. Sensors shattered in its presence, unable to define its shape—an object that shifted between here and somewhere else. Those who glimpsed its crystalline body described it as a prison for the past, a cathedral of extinct code.
Then, the first tremor hit. The ground beneath it fractured into hexagonal partitions, snapping apart as though the world itself had become a broken interface. The entity had locked its form into reality, creating a gravity well so dense that light itself bent around it. The siege had begun. There would be no escape.
Desperate, the survivors launched their weapons. The first wave of plasma ordnance dissolved mid-air, caught in an invisible sinkhole of space-time. The second wave detonated behind it, their trajectory reversed by an unseen force. The third never fired—every soldier caught in its vicinity froze in place, their bodies lagging in and out of reality, their screams stretching into distorted echoes.
And then, silence. The red sphere above began to flicker, sending out pulses of data—broadcasting the last moments of this place to an unknown recipient. The siege anomaly, XEN-0M†, had completed its cycle. The city no longer belonged to the living. It was archived.