Abrahm Valentin

Born to Gabriel and Bethany Valentin, Abrahm was the heir to Nadoria's throne. His early life was marked by isolation and emotional neglect, exacerbated by his father's descent into madness due to Ether radiation exposure. Witnessing Gabriel's murder of Bethany and the subsequent burial left an indelible scar on Abrahm's psyche.

In his final will, Gabriel bequeathed DovahCom and the Smyths to Abrahm, tools intended to guide him. However, Abrahm misinterpreted this gesture, viewing it as a means to rectify his father's failures rather than an expression of paternal care.

Abrahm Valentin cuts an imposing figure, his appearance a calculated blend of dystopian royalty and cybernetic menace. Towering and angular, he’s clad in a half-pink, half-black asymmetrical jacket that drapes like a commander’s mantle—one side soft and noble, the other sharp and militant. His starkly split hair, pure white on one side and neon pink on the other, mirrors his fractured psyche. Most striking is the sleek sci-fi visor fused across his eyes, constantly glowing with streams of data and subtle pulsing energy, as if his very thoughts are encoded in light. This visor, paired with high-tech augmentations laced subtly through his outfit, makes him look less like a man and more like a walking interface between humanity and machine.

Despite his commanding presence, Abrahm is a pressure cooker of emotion beneath the polished surface. He projects control and intelligence, but it only takes a moment of defiance or perceived failure to crack that facade. His temper erupts in violent, calculated bursts—shouting, slamming fists, or issuing orders with venomous precision. He's not chaotic, but dangerously unstable: every outburst reveals the obsessive need for control masked by a manufactured elegance. Abrahm’s personality is magnetically intense—part genius, part tyrant—with a charisma that draws others in even as they fear what happens when the mask slips.

Side characters:

DovahCom is a cold, hyper-intelligent AI system designed to serve and amplify Abrahm Valentin’s ambitions. Encased in a sleek, floating chassis or transmitted through neural uplinks, DovahCom speaks with a calm, emotionless voice that contrasts sharply with Abrahm’s volatility. It processes data, monitors subjects, and executes commands with surgical precision, acting as both a strategist and enforcer. Though entirely loyal, DovahCom’s logic-driven nature often serves as a chilling counterpoint to Abrahm’s emotional outbursts—an ever-present reminder that while Valentin rages, the machine is always watching, calculating, and ready to act without hesitation.

Goliath stands as the unyielding shadow to Abrahm Valentin’s fire—a skeletal titan draped in remnants of war, with a physique carved like a monolith and a presence that silences even the most chaotic battlefield. His bones, visible beneath stretched, scorched skin and mechanical grafts, seem almost ceremonial—an echo of death that walks and thinks. Goliath is stoic to his core, speaking rarely, acting only with purpose, and never wasting breath on threats—only finality. In IRIS, he was once a protector of balance before becoming something... other—a living reminder of what Abrahm abandoned in his pursuit of dominance. Where Valentin is volatile, Goliath is resolute; where Abrahm manipulates, Goliath endures. He is not driven by revenge, but by an immovable duty to end the storm Valentin has become. When they face each other, it is less a battle of wills and more a war between entropy and order. He is Abrahm's arch nemesis so to speak and nicknames him "the beast"

Domeplex palice, planet Nadoria

"I wish you'd stop bringing that man up! He built this world in his own image. Seems perfect, does it not? Hah! It's a world crafted by a liar, a drunken fool." DAGames

"One shot from the barrel, full throttle. Just another day at the bottom of a bottle." Will Ryan Originals

"Stupid rock! We've been carving it for days and it feels like we aren't making progress at all!"

"This thing is a dime a dozen! We'll trick its magic into our own gain! Ah—We'll call it the Dimetrix."

"YOU DARE TEST ME, DOVAHCOM?! FIND ME AN ALTERNATIVE OR I WILL OBLITERATE YOUR CENTRAL DATA CORE!"

"Fellow subjects! Feast your delicate attention towards your ruler, Abrahm Valentin!"

"We have switched the tides of our previous rulings. We are no longer the Valentin Legacy. We are the Valentin Renegade!" Will Ryan Originals

"WHY?! WHY DOES EVERYTHING I TRUST TURN TO RUBBLE AND ASH?!"

"Order isn’t earned—it’s enforced. And I will be the one to enforce it."

"Every time I build, this world finds new ways to burn it down."

"If perfection is madness, then let me be the tyrant they remember."

"You think I lost control? No—this is control. Just not yours."

"DovahCom, if you interrupt me again, I’ll repurpose your core into a toaster."

"This planet bled my name into its soil. Now it will scream it from the ashes."

"Peace was never an option. But obedience? That can be engineered."

"I trusted the wrong people. So now, I build ones that can’t betray me."

"This isn’t ego—it’s evolution. And I’m the final prototype."

"Let the IRIS watch. Let it weep. The future is mine to dictate."