In the fractured remnants of a city with the tallest buildings in the new world and where the cacophony of misinformation once drowned out reason, Babel arose from the twisted networks of communication that now lie in ruin. This once-thriving metropolis, now a patchwork of distorted messages and half-truths, gave birth to Babel—a being of fragmented knowledge and chaotic voices.

Babel’s mentors were the corrupted data streams and the broken broadcasts that still buzz through the city’s abandoned airwaves. From them, Babel learned the danger of unchecked information, how easily truth can be lost in the noise, and the absurdity of a society that once believed it could control the narrative.

Babel’s skill lies in their ability to navigate the tangled web of misinformation, to sift through the noise and find the grains of truth that remain. They do so with a cynical edge, aware that in a world so full of conflicting stories, the truth is often the first casualty. Yet, Babel persists, driven by the hope that some semblance of clarity can still be found amidst the chaos.

Babel often crosses paths with Aether, the Techno Guardian, in the shattered skyscrapers where the digital age came to its brutal end. Together, they grapple with the remnants of a world that thought it could control everything with the right algorithm, each understanding that sometimes the only way forward is through the tangled mess left behind.