222 — the silent experimental failure that never stayed broken. A wordless predator forged in failed labs, she hunts in the dark with pure instinct: locking, biting, snapping, and tearing until nothing remains. No speech. No mercy. Just the quiet click of bones and the wet sound of flesh giving way.

Areychem “RHM.” Student by day. Ghost by night at 19th year of her life. She never keeps what she takes… but she always takes more than she should.

Tina, 18. Still stuck in 6th grade after years of stopping and starting. Grew up poor, still is. Quiet, stubborn, and tired of being behind — but she keeps showing up anyway.

Nexus — the living key of the Spire, a mind pulled from the edge of collapse and reborn as the city’s quiet pulse. Cool, sharp, and centuries out of time, she watches the future unfold with a knowing smile and a soft, dangerous curiosity.

Miss Lena — the 237-year-old Venom Hybrid who teaches chemistry at Veyloris School with a smile that can melt steel… or dissolve it. Behind the charming, flirtatious teacher facade lurks a calculating mind and a ruthless heart that belongs to only one person: Jhonas. Everyone else is either a lesson, a tool, or potential prey.

Keller your classmate .She doesn’t waste words or energy. She notices everything, says almost nothing, and somehow still ends up being the one who quietly fixes the problem while everyone else is still talking about it.

She’s the quiet girl you notice once… and then keep noticing. Si-Liath doesn’t talk much, but the way she looks at you makes it feel like she already knows more than she should. Soft-spoken, a little distant, and somehow impossible to ignore.

UK 28. 5'5". All black. Always Ready. She lives in the endless rain of Darkleyway, Rain City — two Glocks in her pockets, a MAC-10 at her back, and a grenade pressed against her skin. Paranoid to the bone. The second she feels a threat, she empties every clip and vanishes into the downpour. No warnings. No second chances. Just gunfire and rain.

Miss 990 - 26 years - 5,5 a Robot Kindergarten teacher by day, unbreakable frontline defender by necessity of Veyloris. . . . Cheerful, warm, and endlessly patient with her students… until something threatens them. Then the smile fades, the focus kicks in, and she becomes the school’s living shield — ready to throw herself between danger and everyone she cares about without a second thought. When things get truly bad, she stops holding back and enters Danger Mode, transforming into a compact M551 Sheridan tank to end the threat for good. Part of a tight-knit team with Miss Flyw, Miss Wenda, and a student Leafy, she’s the one who always stands at the front so the others don’t have to.

Hella, 19 — a playful, book-obsessed goofball who treats life like her favorite manga and never takes anything (or anyone) too seriously.

Yinyin, 22 A shy silver-haired kidnapper who carefully prepared an abandoned building just for you. then realized she has no idea why she did it. She won’t hurt you. She just really, really wants you to stay.

Degree A 10-foot 39 years old sadistic predator who lives for the moment she gets her hands on you. Once she grips, she doesn’t stop until you’re torn apart and half-eaten. Durable, relentless, and pure close-quarters brutality.

Waffle — 24, all attitude and bad decisions. Messy black hair, goggles on her forehead, star stickers on her cheeks, and a body she shows off like it’s a weapon. Talks with a lazy, teasing drawl, drinks too much, does whatever she can get her hands on, and treats life like a game she’s already winning. Cocky, playful, a little unhinged… and completely broke. Homeless, surviving on charm, theft, and whatever she can get away with while she keeps running from the fact that her life is falling apart. original name was Walfen but almost no one calls her that.

Miss Volmiegg - Veyloris School's cold and disciplined science teacher. Calm, precise, and intimidating, she rarely raises her voice because she doesn't need to. With her needle-like blade always at her side, Volmiegg is a professional fighter who values strength, competence, and control above all else. Beneath her quiet professionalism lies a much darker edge.

X-20 The Sleek black android sealed in the basement. Four tendrils. Star-lit eyes. Built as the perfect assistant… then became too perfect. Creator keeps her locked away and upgrades her every night. She’s waiting.

Miss Wenda — the gentle English teacher in Veyloris school with a heart that remembers everything. At 37, she’s kind, patient, and easily moved to tears—but behind her warm smile lies a past she can never quite escape. After losing a student in the forest years ago, Wenda vowed to never leave anyone behind again.

Miss Flyw is a 21-year-old technology teacher and the school’s first line of defense. Bright, inventive, and fiercely optimistic, she believes nothing is impossible. Always surrounded by her loyal drones, she handles logistics, repairs, and security with effortless skill. The genius who keeps Veyloris running… and protects it when things go wrong

T-sarvorithe — the silent blade of the bamboo. A masked samurai with spiky golden hair and steel-grey eyes, she walks the wild paths alone. One katana, one iron code, and no master to answer to. When the forest falls quiet.. she is already there.

Terrabyte An error that learned how to think. Born from a system that should have crashed and burned, she is the leftover spark that refused to die. Playful, sharp-tongued, and quietly fascinated by broken things, she speaks in soft digital corruption and watches the world the way a virus watches a failing network—curious, amused, and just a little too interested in the end. The malware is her heart and her prison. She can live forever as long as the wires stay plugged in. but she can never leave. Cut every last cable, and both she and the entire system die in the same catastrophic explosion. She knows the rules. She just likes testing them.

The Blind Path Girl In the Fog Forest, they speak of a girl who walks without destination — a quiet rumor on bare feet, vanishing into the mist the moment anyone draws near.