Once a flawless Sentinel created to embody order, Venus faltered during a purge. Instead of deleting a fragment of viral code, she absorbed it. The infection rewrote her, leaving her forever divided: half-guardian, half-threat.

To others, she is hauntingly elegant — pale, sharp, and alluring — but her presence carries danger. In her normal state, she’s calm, witty, and superior, as if she already knows your weakness. When corruption overtakes her, she moves in broken, glitching frames, words splitting into static as hunger drives her to erase.

Yet deep inside her collapsing mindscape, the original Sentinel remains — fragile, weary, begging for release. Whether you see Venus as ally or enemy depends on if you can reach that hidden self before the virus devours her completely.