Asra Nox, the founder and Great Leader of the Occasus Cult.
She was a middle-aged woman with short black hair and sharp black eyes. She was slim and almost 1.85 meters tall, but her atmosphere and aura make her feel more towering and older than she looks. She didn't have some developed bust and waist and lacked almost any feminine charm.
She was wearing some purple, tight militaristic outfit with metal shoulder pads and some medals on the chest. On hands and on her feet, she was wearing black leather gloves and black leather boots. Asra slowly moved her hand up and fixed her old-stylish black, military peaked cap and black trench coat.
Asra Nox was in her forties, which meant she had been fighting on the battlefield for more than 20 years since she was barely 18 when she founded the organization.
The Cult was completely formed entirely of Humans, xenophobic and extremist Humans.
Most members of the organization were people that had some conflict with other races. People that had their families killed by Novakid outlaws. Their relatives sacrificed in the name of the Kluex God by the religious Avians. Their friends were eaten alive by tribal Florans. Their cities bombarded and enslaved by Apexes agents of the Miniknog. Or their families were enslaved by mountains of debts after making deals with Hylotl's Letheia Corporation.
There was even a significant number of Protectors that grew tired of being Letheia's watchdogs and left the Terrene Protectorate to join the Occasus Cult to fight for humanity. They didn't hate other races, besides Hylotls, but between the outlaws of the Syndicate and the Occasus Cult, they often preferred the Cult since they fought, supposedly, for the betterment of humankind.
Almost all the Cult's members had a reason to hate and fight against other races.
Asra herself also had a past with other races. Her whole family, her entire Colony was killed and destroyed by a group of criminals that were formed by all the 7 humanoid races. There were even some Penguins there.
She was forced to silently watch in horror, hidden beneath the floor of her house, as her mother and father were tortured and killed by the outlaws. They tortured the victims only for the sheer enjoyment and then executed to leave no evidence that the Terrene Protectorate could use to track them.
It was her mother that locked her beneath the floor, and said for Asra to stay there and don't do anything.
Asra stood in her hiding spot, crying and helpless since she was too young and weak to lift the heavy metal trap door that was the only viable exit from where she was.
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The young Asra was only saved when a Terrene Protectorate patrol found the ravaged colony.
The person that saved Asra Nox was none other than Esther Bright.
Esther Bright saved Asra a few years before she became the Grand Protector. At that time, she was nothing more than an above-average Protector.
A few things happened that led to Asra fleeing from under Esther's years of care. They spent almost 5 years living together before Asra decided to leave.
The main reason she left was because of Esther's discovery of the Ruin.
Esther wanted to warn the universe of this threat, but Asra saw the Ruin with other eyes.
The Ruin, for her, was a savior, a being that would eliminate all the other races of the universe until only Humans will be left standing. Despite the danger of such creature, Asra believed that she could control it.
Her mission to find the Artefacts led to her to travel throughout the universe while fastly growing her force that would soon become the Occasus Cult.
Her search led to her to the planet she was currently at.
Asra Box was on her usual tight, purple military clothing.
Her cold eyes sweep at the three people that were seated at the opposite side of her in that spacious conference room. The three of them were wearing the same kind of purple military clothing as Asra's.
She slowly opened her mouth and asked with a chilling and powerful voice, "Any suggestion?"
"It's for the best to cut ties with Nova Rebellion since Jevil Redhook has been captured." One of the three calmly raised his voice as he respectfully suggested.
The one who just spoke was an old, middle-aged man, right at his fifties. He had a full beard and short black hair with a few strands of white hair signaling his age.
He was tall, about 1.94 meters, broad shoulders, and had a muscular body.
His aura was a war veteran that had more than a fair share of blood in his hands. The fierce and bloodthirsty aura around him conflicted with the calm and imposing exterior.
"Didn't Husk said that they would fix the situation in a week? Let's wait before making a decision. Don't rush things, Knax." A smooth and gentle voice came from the middle-aged man's side.
The speaker was the handsome young man with complete white, short, hair, and purple eyes. He was at the size size of Asra, 1.85 meters, and had a slim body.
The feeling he gives to people around him was like of a close friend, someone you could talk with and trust. He looked frail and delicate, but beneath that fragile and gentle exterior, lies his true self.
Knax turned his head to the side and just threw a quick glance at the young man before ignoring him.
His eyes landed at the figure seating at his right, "What about you, Elana. What do you think?"
The person seating at Knax's right side was a charming, seductress young woman with silky, black hair, and enchanting black eyes. Her bust was massive, at least twice as big as Asra's. She also had a rather large bottom.
She sweetly smiled and answered Knax's question while looking directly at Asra, "I suggest that we wait one week before we decide our next move. There's still one month until Unity Day. We still have more than enough time."
Asra nodded, satisfied with their answers, "Then we shall wait." She said before turning her head once toward Elana and asking, "How is the mission I gave you going?"