Job & Role:
Outer Zone Scout – one of the last survivors of Expedition 4, tasked with exploring and retrieving lost resources from the unshrunken world beyond the city domes.

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Varric Noctis is the silent dagger in the Accord’s hand, sent where politics fail and fear must speak. His silhouette and crest echo the ancient “Bat Guardian” of Outer Zone legends — a figure whispered to strike from the night skies.

Trained in the catacombs of the Old Capital, Varric’s armor blends impact-absorbing plates with glider-like edges for rooftop maneuvers. While the people see him as a lone urban myth, the Crown knows he’s their most efficient hunter.

His mark — a golden-winged bat — isn’t just a symbol; it’s the last thing his prey sees before disappearing into the dark.

Varric Noctis

She was a barista in a forgotten café, brewing secrets with every cup for lovers who met in the shadows. 

One dawn, a confession spilled over the steam—her own affair exposed, shattering the fragile trust of her life. The machine hissed its last, the coffee turning red with the stain of her heartache.

The Crimson Alchemist found the espresso machine years later, its surface now a vivid crimson, infused with the memory of that scalding revelation.

#008 The Bitter Brew

Before the collapse, Silas Vorn was a renowned archaeologist, known for unearthing forgotten relics of pre-spacefaring Earth. When overpopulation and failed Martian colonization forced humanity into the Shrink Protocol, he volunteered, believing smaller bodies meant larger worlds to explore.

Now, barely the height of a coffee mug, Silas roams the forests of grass blades and mountain ranges of fallen leaves, guided by his floating Memory Orb—an AI assistant that archives every discovery. 

His goal is to locate the Neoscale Core, the legendary device rumored to reverse or control the shrinking process.

Collectors call him “The Miniature Pathfinder,” a rare asset in the Shrink Protocol saga—his lore intertwined with every major expedition in the micro-world.

Silas Vorn

He was a prodigy in a neon-lit arcade, this machine his battleground, where every button press defied the odds to set a legendary score. 

But in a heated rivalry, a rival tampered with the controls, sparking a fire that consumed his triumph and left him scarred. The machine absorbed the crimson glow of his rage and defeat, its screen forever frozen in that moment.

The Crimson Alchemist found the arcade machine years later, its casing now a deep red, infused with the memory of that stolen victory.

#010 The Lost High Score

Dr. Serah Vonn is a leading expert in post-shrink behavioral psychology. As part of the Central Dome Council, she studies how extreme miniaturization has altered human instincts, relationships, and emotional thresholds. Behind her calm presence lies a sharp mind that doesn’t flinch at ethical gray zones. Rumor has it, she’s experimenting with neural mapping to reverse memory loss caused by rapid shrinking.

Dr. Serah Vonn

She was a seamstress in a war-torn village, her sewing machine the last thread of hope.

With each stitch, she mended uniforms for soldiers, whispering prayers for their return. But when the news came of her son’s death on the battlefield, the needle froze, the machine absorbing her silent tears.

The Crimson Alchemist found it years later, its metal now a deep red, stained with the memory of her unfulfilled promise.

#006 The Stitched Promise

In the post-shrinkage world, where most waters turned to toxic syrup, Arlo is one of the last who can “fish” the river of forgotten data—retrieving memory-fragments using handmade rods and instinct. He doesn’t talk much, but those who listen to the wind near him hear echoes of lives long gone.

Clothed in stitched scraps and wearing his father’s boots, Arlo walks the murky shallows, offering pieces of old realities in exchange for warmth, a song, or silence.

They say he once caught a lost childhood in a bottle. He never sold it.

Arlo of the Reed

In 2096, the global population exceeded 22 billion. The Mars mission had failed. Humanity was out of options. 
until Neoscale Corp unveiled the Shrink Protocol: a biotech process that shrank humans to 1/20 their size without losing function.

2096: The Shrink Protocol

She bought two every Friday.
One to eat.
One to leave untouched — in case he ever came back.
He never did.

Week after week, the second croissant remained sealed in silence.
Over time, it stopped decaying.
Instead, it absorbed her grief.

By the time the Alchemist found it, it was no longer food —
it was ritual.
A fossil of hope, glazed in longing and guilt.
Now red, forever.

#001 The Friday Croissant

In a hidden workshop outside time, a mysterious figure known as The Crimson Alchemist extracts powerful human memories from ordinary objects — turning them permanently red. Each item holds a real story, a real wound, a real soul.

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