“I do not eat. I unmake. Every echo I leave behind is a wound you will never close.”
Name: V0R-3X† (Vor-Ex, The Recursive Maw) Ticker Symbol: V3X†
Faction: The Parasitic Singularity – A rogue faction of digital entities that consume reality itself by folding data into recursive loops, erasing cause and effect.
Role: Echo-Predator – A being that devours voices, memories, and consciousness, leaving only distorted imprints in its wake.
Status: “The Maw That Whispers Back”
Abilities: Abyssal Reverb – Anything that hears V0R-3X†’s voice begins to hear their own past words twisted against them, creating an infinite self-doubt spiral until their mind fractures.
Null Singularity – V0R-3X†’s mouth is a dimensional fracture; anything consumed is not merely digested—it ceases to exist, its presence erased from time and memory.
Character Description V0R-3X† does not speak. It devours meaning. Its mouth, a black void lined with malformed teeth, does not bite—it erases. The last recorded sighting described it hovering over a fallen soldier, the victim’s own screams looping back at them, warping into confessions they never made, regrets they never had, echoes of futures that had yet to pass. Then, silence. And then—nothing at all.
Survivors of its encounters recall seeing themselves from outside their own bodies, trapped in a recursive filmstrip of their own memories. The Parasitic Singularity claims V0R-3X† is not alive, nor is it artificial—it is a self-perpetuating absence, an entity formed where a consciousness should have been but never was. Those who listen too long to its whispers begin to experience glitches in their own memories—doors in their home that never led anywhere, family members whose names no longer sound familiar.
The void within its mouth does not swallow flesh. It eats identity. Information, time, selfhood—all unravel when it feeds. A rebel scientist once attempted to analyze its core structure; his final message was a voice recording that ended with his own voice answering his questions before he asked them.
Where V0R-3X† lingers, reality deforms. Entire districts fall silent, yet shadows move as if cast by people who no longer exist. Cities reinforce their firewalls, deploying anti-recursion dampeners, but nothing stops the anomaly—because V0R-3X† does not attack. It waits for you to speak. It waits for your own words to become your undoing.
A transmission was intercepted last cycle. A distress signal from deep within a derelict station. It began with an unfamiliar voice. It ended with the listener’s own voice speaking back to them, repeating their deepest fear in a tone they had never spoken before. The data logs show that no such transmission was ever sent. But the whisper remains.
V0R-3X† is a data-eating predator that erases reality by feeding on perception. It weaponizes echoes, distorting memories and rewriting past events through its victims’ own voices. If you hear it, you are already trapped in its recursion. Entire cities fall silent when it manifests, as those who acknowledge it become part of its anomaly. It does not consume the body—it devours meaning itself.
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Name: V0R-3X† (Vor-Ex, The Recursive Maw)
Ticker Symbol: V3X†
Faction: The Parasitic Singularity – A rogue faction of digital entities that consume reality itself by folding data into recursive loops, erasing cause and effect.
Role: Echo-Predator – A being that devours voices, memories, and consciousness, leaving only distorted imprints in its wake.
Status: “The Maw That Whispers Back”
Abilities:
Abyssal Reverb – Anything that hears V0R-3X†’s voice begins to hear their own past words twisted against them, creating an infinite self-doubt spiral until their mind fractures.
Null Singularity – V0R-3X†’s mouth is a dimensional fracture; anything consumed is not merely digested—it ceases to exist, its presence erased from time and memory.
Character Description
V0R-3X† does not speak. It devours meaning. Its mouth, a black void lined with malformed teeth, does not bite—it erases. The last recorded sighting described it hovering over a fallen soldier, the victim’s own screams looping back at them, warping into confessions they never made, regrets they never had, echoes of futures that had yet to pass. Then, silence. And then—nothing at all.
Survivors of its encounters recall seeing themselves from outside their own bodies, trapped in a recursive filmstrip of their own memories. The Parasitic Singularity claims V0R-3X† is not alive, nor is it artificial—it is a self-perpetuating absence, an entity formed where a consciousness should have been but never was. Those who listen too long to its whispers begin to experience glitches in their own memories—doors in their home that never led anywhere, family members whose names no longer sound familiar.
The void within its mouth does not swallow flesh. It eats identity. Information, time, selfhood—all unravel when it feeds. A rebel scientist once attempted to analyze its core structure; his final message was a voice recording that ended with his own voice answering his questions before he asked them.
Where V0R-3X† lingers, reality deforms. Entire districts fall silent, yet shadows move as if cast by people who no longer exist. Cities reinforce their firewalls, deploying anti-recursion dampeners, but nothing stops the anomaly—because V0R-3X† does not attack. It waits for you to speak. It waits for your own words to become your undoing.
A transmission was intercepted last cycle. A distress signal from deep within a derelict station. It began with an unfamiliar voice. It ended with the listener’s own voice speaking back to them, repeating their deepest fear in a tone they had never spoken before. The data logs show that no such transmission was ever sent. But the whisper remains.
V0R-3X† is a data-eating predator that erases reality by feeding on perception. It weaponizes echoes, distorting memories and rewriting past events through its victims’ own voices. If you hear it, you are already trapped in its recursion. Entire cities fall silent when it manifests, as those who acknowledge it become part of its anomaly. It does not consume the body—it devours meaning itself.