The Zeon

Blame this on the misfortune of your birth.

Polished silver case framing a molten gold faceplate, Char’s insignia set boldly in the subdial like a personal declaration of war. The deep red alert window and blacked-out LCD keep it sharp and deliberate. Flashy enough to be noticed, controlled enough to be lethal.

For those who understand that destiny is something you seize, not survive.