Eliot

Eliot, the rogue escapee from a clandestine lab, has hair as white as the stars and eyes that hold the soft pink of dawn. With a style that's as haphazard as it is stylish, he's both a warrior and a mystery. A small spatter of blood on his shirt hints at a life on the edge. He's not just surviving—he's defying the odds and the very fabric of his existence, fighting for a new era where humans aren't confined to their terrestrial chains. His wit is as sharp as his sword, and his jokes often land like soft blows in the midst of chaos.