CITIZEN DOSSIER

I’m Bad Monki—voice of Ash the Empire. Born into rust and vacuum on Levski, carved from Delamar in the Nyx dark. Fourth-gen Levski: my blood remembers the drills, the riots, the gravity that never loved us back. My great-greats ran from Stanton when Messer’s boot came down, chose freedom over the UEE’s clean lies. They traded comfort for truth, and we paid the price in flickering lights and empty lungs.

Every day on Levski is a fight—water counted, air recycled, dreams welded shut. And I lay that weight at the feet of the United Earth Empire. They call it order; I call it exile. So we turn anger into riffs, debt into drums, and we scream until the void listens.

This is Ash the Empire.
This is Delamar.
We don’t bow.