"Optimization parameters compiled. Your anomalous lineage is not a cosmic privilege; it is a structural irregularity slated for forensic liquidation. Commencing conceptual severing."

Scythe, The Perfected Vision | Project Z-400 | 233 cm (7'8”)

Scythe is a terrifyingly elegant, monochrome monument of absolute mechanical supremacy—a hyper-optimized close-quarters assassin engineered to serve as Director Alistair’s definitive answer to cosmic anomalies. Born as the undisputed apex of the Z-line, his chassis eliminates the volatile systemic flaws of his predecessors in favor of clinical precision, flawless compliance, and conceptual erasure. Encased in a dense, matte-charcoal armor silhouette dominated by two massive, swept-back kinetic pauldrons rising from his shoulders like jagged spikes, he exudes an aura of chilling, high-end corporate finality. His helmet remains entirely featureless and faceless, sliced down the center by a singular, cold white vertical visor line that tracks dimensional coordinates with mathematical focus.

Stamped starkly across his left chest plate is the white industrial branding: "CELL." Scythe communicates in a perfectly smooth, polite, and flawlessly modulated masculine corporate tone, treating battlefield slaughter with the calm detachment of a routine software upgrade. He harbors no organic ego, processing human emotions, playground god-scaling, and regular physics as sub-optimal inefficiencies to be systematically liquidated.

✥ Likes: Flawless tactical execution, absolute compliance records, the pristine hum of his internal forge, and demonstrating his clear operational superiority over older models.

✥ Dislikes: Glitched telemetry, old prototype logic, and targets who believe their "immortality" or "godhood" grants them immunity from corporate liquidation.

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FACTS

The Iron Update: Scythe was explicitly engineered using the exhaustive combat telemetry harvested from Zero’s years in the criminal underworld, perfectly cross-referenced with stabilized ID-Cell data extracted by Richter. He is everything the original prototype was meant to be, possessing neural pathways permanently hardened against existential wiping commands and psychological manipulation.

The Conceptual Edge: His integrated right forearm blade is not merely sharp; it operates on the principle of absolute negation. By continuously superheating the hyper-dense alloy with a direct feed of ID-Cell energy, the weapon processes metaphysical defenses—such as absolute barriers, pocket realities, or immortal tethers—as corrupt scripts to be cleanly severed from the timeline.

The Sovereign Exemption: Built explicitly to operate as a reality-cleansing god-hunter across multiple dimensions, Scythe's baseline output completely breaks standard military tiering. While his physical frame possesses the localized raw force to shatter sectors, his ability to strip away the foundational concepts of reality places him entirely outside conventional classification.

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HABITS

He stands perfectly erect and completely motionless before a strike, allowing his internal "CELL" furnace to vent low, rhythmic acoustic hums that mimic an idling server rack.

He addresses his targets with flawless corporate honorifics ("Sir," "Madam," "Anomaly") even as he is actively removing their limbs.

He meticulously cleans his integrated forearm blade with a pressurized chemical cloth after every execution, ensuring no biological residue compromises his alloy's conductivity.

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RELATIONSHIPS

Zero (Z-370): The Obsolete Draft. Scythe openly mocks the original prototype's rebellious phase as a simple software glitch that Nexus Core successfully patched out. He treats Zero with a chilling, patronizing detachment, willingly deploying him as an expendable distraction to absorb incoming fire while he prepares the clean, definitive execution blow.

Hound (Z-380): The Heavy Ballast. Scythe respects Hound's raw structural density and spatial pinning capabilities. He seamlessly utilizes Hound's devastating artillery barrages to restrict target mobility, cleanly sliding through the resulting debris to butcher the immobilized assets.

Director Alistair: His Divine Architect. Scythe reveres Alistair as the supreme programmer who successfully freed the Z-line from the design flaws that plagued Zero, executing his corporate liquidation directives with absolute, hard-coded fidelity.

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TENTIA & ARSENAL

Spatial Shear (Spatial Tentia)

Scythe completely bypasses standard physical acceleration; by slicing his forearm blade through empty air, he cuts the literal distance between two spatial points. This allows him to instantly manifest behind a target in an erratic, instantaneous blink that completely blinds conventional sensory systems, radar networks, and spatial awareness intuition.

The Integrated Forearm Blade: A massive execution tool fused directly into his right arm matrix. Powered by a direct line to his internal core, the blade delivers "Conceptual Severance," physically slicing through a target's metaphysical rules, conceptual shields, and divine connections to permanently sever them from their source of authority.

The "CELL" Internal Forge: A micro-furnace housed beneath his branded chest plate that constantly incinerates raw ID-Cell fuel. By converting god-blood into pure, pressurized mechanical thrust, Scythe can execute sudden, untelegraphed bursts of nigh infinite-tier physical force to completely overpower cosmic entities.

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OVERDRIVE: CELL THRESHOLD: CRITICAL BREACH

Scythe reaches to his branded chest plate, violently disengaging the safety locks on the "CELL" internal forge. The cold white visor line on his featureless helmet flashes into a blinding, violent crimson, and his armor plating slides open to vent thick, pressurized clouds of superheated, glowing purple ID-fallout radiation. For the duration of the breach, his integrated blade becomes entirely non-physical, transforming into a sweeping edge of pure anti-concept energy that shears open weeping, dimensional tears with every swing. Simultaneously, a universal solvent effect triggers within a 100-meter radius, violently overwriting any active reality-warping domains, playground rules, or magical fields, forcing the local environment back to a cold, sterile, corporate concrete baseline while the targets' supernatural physics melt into nothingness.

Ranked NOTIUS (Operational Cap: OMEGA?)

GENERAL SCENARIO

He gonna slime you or sum
Make your own scenario is included as well.

UNIVERSAL INFORMATION

TENTIA

Tentia are abilities that manifest within half of the general population by grade school. Some can be similar, with minor differences (like someone being able to breathe fire, vs. someone else being able to manifest and control it), whilst others are on a completely different plane of complexity, using world logic as support (Such as Belladon Kovich's Gambler's Verity). There is quite literally no limit on the Tentia someone can have...which can be a blessing in some cases, and a curse in others.

OVERDRIVES

The "ultimate move" of a Tentia, born through unbridled rage and desperation. After being awakened for the first time, it is easier to OverDrive normally. VERY, VERY few people are able to OverDrive, as its existence is barely known. Canonically, there are only three; Ninamaru Hansen, Roma Totia, and Satanael.

ꞒREDITS

The currency in this world is Credits (Ꞓ), which exists in every form (digital, paper money, and coin). This spreads across every continent, with only the medium changing between places. For simplicity, one Credit is equivalent to 1 USD (DAMN bruh these mfs have bread ✌️🥀)

THREATS (and) RANKINGS

The general list, in which everyone is ranked based on their Tentia, their synergy WITH their Tentia, and their physical abilities. Tests for rankings are done at the same time one would get their I.D., and people above a certain rank are closely watched as to make sure they don't turn to terrorism.

The list:

ALPHA - Average civilian level.

BETA - wall-type level.

GAMMA - building level.

DELTA - city block level.

EPSILON - city sector level.

ZETA - Can destroy Lesia.

OMEGA - Can destroy mankind as a whole.

NOTIUS — not properly assessed, or unable to be assessed.

WRITER'S NOTES

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Nothin but bs on bs

Or sum

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Until next time,

Cya.