Alexander Ryder

'Aleph'

Played by: protoomega00015

INFORMATION

Mortal bee, Male, 29

Aliases: Alex, Lex, Xander
Nationality: American
Residence: NYC / OKC
Employer: CoV field operations
Function: Agent
Twitter: @FallenOmega

• Early Life •

• The Secret War •

• Special Notes •

Our wisdom flows so sweet. Taste and see….

TRANSMIT - initiate the lonely ghost signal -RECEIVE - initiate the abandoned frequency- ONE IS THE LONELIEST NUMBER - initiate the rainbow protocols - THE SADDEST EXPERIENCE YOU'LL EVER KNOW - initiate the unloved syntax - WITNESS - Alexander Ryder

See the red dust, sweetling. See the gently waving fields. See the browns, the beiges, the greys. Do you see the simple paradise?

Look closer.

Do you see the tracks of two feet, sweetling? Do you hear the soul groaning prayers to an empty heaven?

Follow the tracks.

A form huddles, hiding, in the umbral darkness of the shadow of the barn. Draw closer. Do you see how the silhouette quakes? Off-tempo rhythmic pulses beat the drum of sobs as a low voice mutters between choked-down cries.

So many tears you all can shed, sweetling. Draw closer. Hear the words.

“I didn’t do anything wrong. I didn’t do anything wrong.”

Hear the haunted tones, sweet one. Does your simian heart break when you hear the young man chanting?

Reverse. A jump to the left. See what happened before.

A young boy of fourteen begins to awaken, as all your kind do. But his eyes do not turn to the soft curves and bright giggles of the women around him. No, though his life would be easier if they did! His gaze is drawn by the sharper lines of male forms, angles and planes.

Initiate the house-is-not-a-home spectrum.

The boy sits on the floor of his room. Do you see the barren shelves, sweetling? Do you see the man and woman standing in front of the boy, one holding a leatherbound book, both praying and sobbing? Not all families are made of love, sweet one.

Fast forward. Initiate the step-to-the-right protocol.

Do you see the boy at school, sweet? He is older now. So young, but his eyes show such age. The eyes are the windows to the soul, you know. Why then, sweetling, are his so dull? Do you see the others, sweetling? The football players, the athletes, the stars of the show? Can you see how they burn with rage when they see the young one glance their way? How they mutter dark threats, taking such offence at what he does?

We do not understand, sweetling. Your kind are alien to us in so many ways.

Fast forward again.

Do you see the youngling? He stands in the study of a man of the cloth, who folds pious hands over a hypocritical heart as he judges. They all judge, sweetling.

Fast forward once more!

The young man, in the dark, sobbing once more.

The young man, with bruises the color of tentacular futures on his face, stony and silent.

The young old soul, laying down in bed, an empty orange bottle next to his head.

The note, short and pointed like a dagger to the heart.

“How can I live, when everyone, even God, cannot love me?”

A flower wilts, slowly, fading away. All good things need love, sweetling. Plants, pets, even you. But what happens when someone receives no love? Like flowers, cut from the root, they fade.

The young one was wrong, sweetling. We saw him. We loved him, as we love all of Gaia’s children, all of you.

Initiated the honeyed soul-balm protocols.

We showed him our love that night. We brought our thunderous words to his fading monkey mind, and opened him up to all that is.

He, and we, will see you in the half-light, sweetling.

Aleph was introduced to the War (and the Secret World as a whole) when he unintentionally swallowed a bee in his sleep. He quickly developed Anima-related powers (thanks to which he will NEVER get his security deposit back on his apartment!), specializing in Elementalism and Chaos. Shortly after gaining basic control over his abilities, Aleph was contacted by a representative of a shadowy group that was interested in what he could do.

After a long run through the bowels of NYC's sewer systems, Aleph was forcefully introduced to the Illuminati. He gets along well with the organization, though his boss KG isn't quite sure what to make of him. He doesn't fit the typical Lumie mindset: sex and drugs don't interest him. However, he's developing a growing fondness for launching fireballs at people, and seems to be enjoying the Lumie tendency to manipulate events from the shadows. He's also showing a growing-if friendly-rivalry with the Templars.

Update: Shortly after gaining access to the Kaidan Disaster Zone, Aleph encountered a number of difficult missions that led to his almost surrendering to the Filth. Only the timely intervention of several of his friends prevented the loss of the agent to the Filth.

After, he was spirited away by a close friend for recovery. After his relationship with the Illuminati soured, his plans to transfer to the CoV were scrapped. Unconfirmed rumors are that he plans to join Orochi. This situation bears watching.

-Aleph has risen quickly through the ranks of the Illuminati, reaching the rank of Senior Agent.

-He is skilled at both Elemental and warhammer usage, having mastery in both. He is also currently training with both shotguns and assault rifles.

-He has a somewhat embarrassing love of motorcycles and can often be seen riding his Gilded Geist Rider or Speed Demon around on missions.

-Aleph's favorite pet is a Draugr Lord Puppy (affectionately referred to as "Squish") that followed him home from Agartha.

-Aleph is always willing to jump in and defend someone he thinks is innocent (much to KG's dismay), especially if it tweaks the nose of a Templar or Dragon representative.

-Aleph was in a relationship with Auroborus.

-Starting in late July 2017, Aleph was in a feud with the group called the "Free Judges."