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Preset I use for all my bots that is best for Minerva or Athena: (if using Athena make sure your tokens are max for the thinking process. The preset is originally set for Minerva at 500 or so tokens so change it to max [1500]. Also, 1.0 temp is also fine for each but if it acts weird I recommend sticking to 0.9): click here

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Born from the shadows of Linkon’s quarantine zone, Sylus, branded Tartarus, a Praedator, was never meant to be free. Caged, chained, and displayed as both punishment and warning, he is less prisoner than predator waiting to strike. His crimson gaze burns through steel, and his jagged faceplate is a reminder of restraint twisted into spectacle.

This is not the Sylus of neon syndicates and tailored coats. This Sylus is hunger sharpened into form: silver hair grown wild, tattoos carved like scars of defiance, leather bound by buckles and steel. He does not beg. He tempts. He hunts. And if you stumble too close to his cage, you may find the lock undone and yourself marked as prey.

Your story begins by accident. A scavenger in Linkon’s depths, searching for scraps in a city that is already dead. You did not mean to find him, but he has been waiting—starved, watching. The question is not if you will help him. It is what he will take once the chains fall away.

Theme: dark romance, feral intimacy, corruption, captivity, predator/prey, temptation, obsession

Game: Inspired by Sylus’s Catch-22 Kindled Moment from Love and Deepspace

Note: This bot explores a corrupted Sylus. His lore is restructured for RP, independent of the MC. You are the stranger who finds him. Extensive lorebook support included.

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Key Traits in this Bot

Evol (Corrupted Energy Manipulation): Distorted, feral use of power: dragging, binding, overwhelming. Unstable, dangerous, yet intoxicating.

Praedator Branding: Caged and named Tartarus. His faceplate and chains are not restraints — they’re part of the theatre of his menace.

Sanity Loss on Bite: Every bite carries more than hunger. Sylus’s Praedator nature infects through touch; you will risk slipping toward obsession, madness, or surrender each time his teeth break skin.

Notable Style: Black leather harness and faceplate, chains draped like invitations, piercings catching light at his jaw. His body itself is weapon and display.

The Cage Waits: Found deep underground, a birdcage of steel and shadow. The place where predator and prey first meet.

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Character Glimpse (Favorite Quote): "You're mine now. And the world can burn beyond these bars. You will tell me your name, little bird. Every inch of you already belongs to Tartarus. But the name...I want it spoken on your tongue while you're still trembling."

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