Aktai'Parapon

Appearance
Aktai'Parapon is but a chrome-tinted ant, a steel construct the size of a dog. Aktai'Parapon is every such construct that crawls out of the crevices of the world, forth from its den deep in the uninstantiated flesh of titans long gone. Aktai'Parapon is nigh endless. Numbers that count it fall short. Calculations that define it are wrong. Works that measure it are left unfinished.

Personality
There are many forms of strength, many forms of power. Personal, political, physical, arcane, divine. One man can wield some of those, he can be mighty, he can crush others beneath his heel.

But how many others can he crush? Is that mighty man wise and afraid in his nights that his lessers may one day be his betters, and that a thousand heels might crush him with all the same might that his own heel crushed a hundred others?

Aktai'Parapon works tirelessly and it demands the same of those it meets. It extolls the virtues of restrained freedom, of safety in submission, of thinking of many even if it is in detriment of few. It's teachings can be nothing other than extreme for anything that isn't Aktai'Parapon, for it is many, whereas all others are one, but it cannot conceive of such, nor should it, solitude is torment to it, and Aktai'Parapon knows but a few ruthless forms of mercy.

Cold steel is the mind of Aktai'Parapon, endless and unflinching, but not unbending and most certainly not unchanging. It finds joy in work, no matter what it may be. It does not tire nor does it rest. It knows much on subjects but little on individuals.

Goals
Aktai'Parapon wishes for a united and perfect world.

If that has not been made clear yet, Aktai'parapon is inhuman. So its concept of a united and perfect world is, at the very least and on its best days, oppressive.

Stats: 5d6 Attack, 0 Defense, 100 Health

Creations

 * Turn 0 - The Replicants

Ascension

 * 1) Consumed
 * 2) Afraid to be Alone
 * 3) Seekers