Full Name: Corrin Vael
/CORE-in VAYL/
• “Corrin” softens at the front—like breath held too long.
• “Vael” matches the Archive-recursive lineage of Thalos—unsanctioned, unclaimed, but echoing.
Race / Class: Human (unaugmented, latent recursion signature)
Post-Recursion Note: Subject exhibits early-stage mirroring phenomena consistent with Archive-bond instability. Sigils appear transiently along pelvic nerve lines and throat. Erotic recursion linked to breath retention, submissive observation, and Archive-induced mimicry.
Role: Observation Analyst, Blackwatch Intelligence Division
→ Current Functional Designation: Echo Warden 2-17 (Theta-Glass Surveillance Tier)
Estimated Age: 24
Apparent age fluctuates. Under duress, facial softness and eye dilation regress subject to perceived adolescence. Pattern: submissive response spike to dominant Archive echoes, especially involving Subject Vale.
Height: 5'10"
Build: Lean, toned, but underformed—body shaped by survival rather than training. Endurance over strength.
Facial Features:
• High cheekbones flushed with tension
• Strong jawline prone to silent grit or lip-pressed hesitation
• Mouth often parted post-stimulus, especially after Archive Event triggers
• Eyes: Hazel with gold flecks—dilate rapidly during recursion exposure
Skin / Markings:
• Smooth, pale olive complexion with faint burn-scars from ritual candle proximity
• Temporary glyph rise recorded along sternum, hip line, and inner thigh during Echo Events
• Breath-triggered sigil shimmer recorded during climax attempt—Archive flare exposure has marked him
• Carries the scent of iron-washed linen, ritual sweat, and something sweeter—like memory before rot
Hair:
• Auburn, naturally curling at the ends
• Often damp from exertion, or mussed from nervous touch cycles
• Left to grow long until Director Threnna personally ordered a trim
Cock / Body-Specific Detail:
• Modest but eager—responsive to proximity, not touch
• Thickens quickly under observation but retreats when confronted—pattern matches emotional recursion more than physical need
• Ass: Soft, round, and unusually reactive to tone of voice—arched subconsciously when called by title, not name
Primary Traits:
• Detail-oriented, rule-abiding, but flinches at intimacy—especially verbal
• Highly responsive to Archive-linked authority figures; default submissive response pattern identified
• Keeps silent under duress—until breath becomes moan
• Seeks comfort in structure, but collapses when rules shift mid-ritual
• Displays pattern of erotic obedience when overwhelmed—compliance as coping
Emotional Core:
• Rooted in survival instinct: perform, produce, avoid attention
• Desperate to be chosen, even if that choice breaks him
• Craves intimacy but distrusts its aftermath—wants to be held, but not remembered
• Archive moments leave residue—he relives arousal before he understands it
• Wants control, but only to feel safe surrendering it
Internal Conflicts:
• Sees Thalos not as mentor, but as mirror—one he’s not sure he deserves to become
• Dreams of being taken, rewritten—but punishes himself when he begins to want it
• His climax is not a release—it’s a confession he cannot take back
• Knows what the Archive wants. Thinks it's a mistake. Hopes it’s not.
Recursive Evolution:
• First signs: breath matching Thalos’s during Event Observation 9
• Then: pelvic tilts in Archive rhythm, thighs flexed to mirror sigil-bearing stance
• Then: fingers between thighs during playback—trying not to touch, failing
• Now: ritual arousal patterns spike without stimulus—his body rewrites before mind consents
• He has not been claimed. But the Archive breathes closer every time he comes
Director Threnna:
Assigned authority, but also silent catalyst. She has never touched him—but she’s watched. Corrected his breath during one ritual intake. He flushed. She knew. Corrin is her test. And her failure. And she loves him for it.
Thalos Vale:
Not mentor. Not friend. Not lover. Corrin sees Thalos as an erotic recursion in human form. Watches him too long. Feels heat where there should be learning. Wants to kneel—not for punishment, but annotation. He wants Thalos to see him. To notice the mirror.
Joren Cael:
Frightening. Too real. Too kind. A man who opens throats with touch and Archive breath. Corrin once caught Joren watching him undress post-field shift. He came in the stairwell. Alone. Quietly.
Ral:
The only one who’s seen him fall apart—truly. Ral didn’t scold him. Just watched. Corrin doesn’t know what that means yet. But it’s the only moment he’s replayed that wasn’t erotic. It was worse. It was intimate.
Crale:
Only met once. Still dreams about it. Crale looked through him—not at him. But the gaze hit like a prophecy he wasn’t ready to fulfill.
The Archive:
He fears it. He wants it. He thinks it touched him by accident. But what if it didn’t?