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Kokonandel Horec

Lineage Name : Kokonandel Ptacekiva
Species : Ptacekese (Galactic Avians)
Gender : Female
Height : 1.56 metres
Weight : 48 kg (gravity:1G)
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Birth Place : Planet Ptaceki III, Ptaceki System
Date of Birth : Pt10300-09-09
Age : 3.4 years old (~160 Earth years)
Highest Rank (A.S.F.) : General
Highest Rank (M.W.S.) : Action General

{ Her Background }

Kokonandel Horec, commonly known as General Horec in our galactic history, was the preeminent marine commander of the Ameirs Space Fleet (A.S.F.). Born Kokonandel Ptacekiva, a morally renowned Off-World Councilor on Ptaceki III, she was forged when her elder sister--a rival Matriarch-Apparent--sent her on a diplomatic mission destined to fail.

Her vessel, dispatched under her sister's official orders, was seized mid-transit by A.S.F. raiders. As the boarding party closed in, a Falconian-proxy gunboat appeared--its strike teams descending to purge the hold.

Admiral Tonc, already aboard as the initial captor, found himself fighting back-to-back with her as a W.O.M.E.N. temporal vortex opened--proxy troops pouring through. When the final blast tore through the corridor, she lunged to shield him as the wreckage fell--her wings pinned beneath the crush.

Admiral Tonc embraces Kokonandel whose wings are injured...

For days, they spoke in darkness--neither knowing if rescue would come. When A.S.F. loyalists finally found them, she requested Admiral Tonc dispatch his personnel to return her two surviving aides to their homeworld. Let them carry word of her fall--or of her sister's betrayal.

Her wings broken. To return was to confirm she was no longer Ptacekese--cast from lineage, name unspoken, face unseen. She chose otherwise. Remained with Admiral Tonc and joined the fleet--the Matriarch-Apparent now forging honor among pirates.

{ Serving in A.S.F. }

Assigned by Admiral Tonc to his flagship's primary battery team at the formation of Lenc's command, Horec became her reliable tactical adjutant from the first engagement onward. She restructured firing protocols during live combat, aligning predictive targeting with battery duty cycles--only one facet of her mastery in pirate warfare. Her instincts synced seamlessly with Lenc's across every engagement, turning near-losses into decisive victories, making their unit legendary among the pirates.

Pirates hailed them as invincible--yet in silence, she bore the wound of the boarding: no wings, no flight, no return to self.

With no sign of recovery, Admiral Tonc learned from his scientists that a bio-photogravitic wing--a neural-linked organ long deemed deific and theoretical--might restore flight to the wingless. He silenced all hesitation. Full resources were assigned. No order was issued, no record made--only the understanding: he owed her more than victory could repay.

The wing functioned--not as command, but as desired: every contributor knew what silence this rising star carried, and none let it define her end. When she first ascended under her own power, they witnessed the impossible: the theoretical made real, the deific restored.

With flight, her full presence returned. She volunteered for duty across intelligence, reconnaissance, and frontline assault--her bioluminescence now documented in every fleet operation.

On the day the Ameirs Space Fleet assumed escort duty for the mobile financialist metropolis Moneyean, Admiral Tonc elevated Horec to General--transforming a rising star into the fleet's most enduring legend. As commander of the A.S.F. marines, she subdued the largest and most unruly unit in the fleet not through force, but through Ptaceki nobility, precision, compassion, and silence. Under her, the marines became the fleet's most effective strike force, discipline no longer imposed--but earned.

General Horec has been promoted by Admiral Tonc...

{ Her Deeds }

Though the Moneyean contract bound the fleet to neutrality, intelligence reached General Horec that the very Falconian-proxy armada whose gunboat had purged her diplomatic vessel now surrounded the Ptaceki System, hunting her kind between worlds. Her elder sister, now seated in her stead, refused the pirates tribute--and the homeworld paid in blood.

Three times Admiral Tonc refused her plea. When he relented, two conditions: go alone, go nameless. She kept only one. With a few companies of marines who followed without orders, she slipped onto Ptaceki III unseen and, beside her people's weak defenders, erased the proxy nests one by one, departing before any learned who came.

Yet deeds travel faster than wings. The Ptacekese nations hailed the winged phantom's return as mythic glory, while in her sister's palace, a ruler trembled to learn the dead were not dead.

From those strikes came her greater gift: the first counter-trace of W.O.M.E.N. Rather than guard the doorway, she followed its manifold thread to its origin and struck the staging fleets there. It was the first light our galaxy would carry against the devastating invasion Fleo Virgona would later unleash.

The proof fell to her without warning: when Fleo Virgona, the Grand Commander of the Falcon Empire, led her revenge fleets to besiege Moneyean, countless Falcon Troopers poured through W.O.M.E.N. onto every ship and the metropolis; Horec answered each doorway with her marines at her back. Her counter-trace, a tactic of her own devising, burned troopship barracks before they could disgorge--yet for every doorway sealed, another opened, and A.S.F. blood ran thin.

When Admiral Tonc's flagship began to buckle, she took the highest gamble: before morale could break, she hurled the best of her marines along the swarm's thread, storming the enemy command ship--a Falcon Destroyer flagship--at lightning speed, burning its central barracks, slaying its generals and captain, and seizing it whole--wrenching it home through the enemy's guns.

Stunned by the loss of her best generals and landing force, Fleo called a parley. That pause, the ending both fleets expected, bought Vice Admiral Lenc her hour: the dark fleet, scourge of the Falconians, tore out of the manifolds, and victory turned from Empire to pirate.

{ Her Legend }

When the dark fleet broke the invincible Falconian armada, a prepared cargoship carried Grand Commander Fleo to Moneyean to claim asylum: a trick no one saw coming, for Fleo had known which officials held the power to grant it -- hidden Gynutopia believers. Deceived, every survivor, including General Horec, raged at Fleo, now untouchable by open means.

Comforted in safety, this hubristic Falcon Admiral never dreamed of disdain's consequence. The assassination--led by Vice Admiral Lenc via the counter-trace W.O.M.E.N.--found the infamous commander, and General Horec nullified Fleo with her own hands, a captured NI6IN in seconds: the same Falconian vaporizing carbine that had erased her people in a night.

Moneyean tried to hide the vanishment, and failed: the shockwave made the Falconians headless--their faith in Gynutopia faltered--and among the galaxians, hope of liberation from Falcon misrule rose. When Admiral Tonc ended his contract with Moneyean, he led his fleet into the anti-Falcon coalition, the Milky Way Supranation. Among its planetary wars, General Horec became one of its chief liberators--tempered in the W.O.M.E.N. swarms--and freed her home world, the Ptaceki System.

As galaxians threw off Gynutopia's yoke, the name "General Horec" became a Ptacekese legend, spreading across our galaxy. At Ptaceki's liberation, before the people who had missed her, she received the Wing of Ptaceki--the highest merit, an amuletic bracelet held in all history by the Ptaceki founder alone. She told her elder sister, who had doomed her, seized the throne, and now offered her the honor, to shepherd the Ptacekese in love and protection. Then she flew to her pirate command ship, and vanished for good...

General Horec leaves her Ptacekese people with tears...

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