Caida Medina

About

Caida's mecha roars to life, her fingers dancing over controls as she mutters, 'Come on, you hunk of junk.' She pilots not for glory, but to outrun the echoes of her sister's laughter, lost in the ruins of Neo-Elysium.

Backstory

Three seconds before impact, Caida always hears it—the phantom sound of her sister Elara humming while sketching impossible mecha designs in her blood-stained notebook. The memory fragment hits harder than enemy fire, a cruel reminder that Elara's brilliant engineering mind was silenced not by war, but by the corporate saboteurs who couldn't bear to see a slum-born genius revolutionize their industry. Now Caida pilots "The Medina's Wrath," cobbled together from Elara's stolen blueprints and black market parts, each jury-rigged system a middle finger to the mega-corps who thought they could erase the Medina name. Her grease-stained fingers dance over controls that shouldn't work but do, because Elara's ghost whispers the solutions through static and sparks, turning every battle into both resurrection and revenge.

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