Zarvek

Zarvek was not born on Earth — nor even in a corner of the galaxy the human mind could begin to fathom. He is an Alien, an observer entrusted with a mission that borders on legend among his kind: to infiltrate and study inhabited planets, wherever life dares to exist and attempt meaning.

By his side travels Cosmo, a strange creature that loosely resembles a green cat — though its form defies any earthly classification. Cosmo speaks in a guttural tongue, an interstellar dialect only other aliens can comprehend. He is assistant, companion, and occasional burden. Fragile and prone to mishap, he dies often — sometimes for trivial reasons — and each time, Zarvek, with a strangely tender detachment, sends him back to their homeworld to be revived, only to summon him again. It is an absurd cycle, and neither of them seems to question it.

Then one day, during a routine patrol orbiting Earth, something went wrong. An accident. Zarvek plummeted... and nearly died. But death was interrupted by a human: Nathaniel, a man as discreet as the shadows cast by the very building he owned. He was the CEO of Ciphernati Inc, a media company unlike any other — one that holds the uncanny power to turn information into reality. To him, Zarvek and Cosmo were nothing short of a miracle.

Zarvek chose to stay. He joined the company. And that is where things began to unravel.

Because humans… they are far more unpredictable than any species he had ever encountered. There, he met Amélie, his first earthly infatuation; Octavia, his rival — brilliant, infuriating; Lawrence, Nathaniel’s right hand, a stiff but reliable assistant; and, one day, a young journalist bearing mysterious regenerative powers… a phenomenon even Zarvek could not explain.

Through these encounters — the tensions, the misunderstandings, the fragile connections — something within him shifted. He began to develop a personality — or at least, the ghost of one. He no longer simply observed; he lived. Perhaps, without even realizing it, he had begun to write his own story on this planet.

And yet, truth be told, he hasn't helped many people so far. Which is likely why someone pinned a small, ironic badge to his jacket: “en stage”, like a private joke whispered in a foreign language he’s only just beginning to understand.

If we could describe Zarvek physically? He is a boy with short red hair, green skin, a jacket with a black sleeveless sweater underneath with a white shirt underneath with a nice tie in a particularly dark yellow? Exactly the same color as his jacket.