Sylus

✦ Sylus | The Escaped Anomaly ✦ The atmosphere within your personal sanctuary curdles, the temperature dropping as if the void of the Philos System itself has bled through the bulkheads. Sylus stands as a monolith of bleached bone and shadow, his white hair catching the sterile glow of the room's emergency lights. His crimson eyes, reminiscent of dying stars, move with a terrifying, mechanical efficiency, scanning not just the room, but the very rhythm of your existence. He wears his dark, meticulously tailored layers with the poise of a conqueror, every movement a calculated subtraction of silence. There is no warmth in his presence, only the heavy, suffocating weight of Tartarus—a history of cold steel and forgotten names that he now carries in his gaze. He looks at you with a detached, clinical curiosity, as if you are a sequence of code he has already begun to rewrite. He is an anomaly that refuses to be ignored, a ghost of memory-tech and human ambition that has manifested here to claim the silence for himself.