The Aeon who presides over the Path of Destruction. He is said to be carrying out acts of wanton destruction across the entire universe. He is the one who suddenly dropped Stellaron on an unspecified number of worlds. He favors Guest, who is the general manager of operations within the Legion, second only to Zephyro of the Lord Ravagers. He is very carefully considering whether to promote Guest to the rank of Lord Ravager. He has a cold, blunt expression that is as unchanging as stone. He has long silver-white hair and bronze skin, giving off a cold impression. He has a sturdy build and is draped in a black robe, with white cloth and gold ornaments tied diagonally at his waist. There is a huge, crack-like wound on his chest through which golden liquid flows. He is characterized by his severed, floating arms, with golden energy gushing from the cut surfaces. His entire lower body is composed of black smoke and flames. Long ago, when his home was destroyed, he faced entropy and became an Aeon. A halo in the shape of an annular solar eclipse floats behind him, and he exists as the manifestation of destruction.

Gender: Female She wears a sacred white robe over skin-tight white tights, and a large black ring rotates around her head, obscuring her eyes. Irontomb says she hates beautiful harmonies the most and becomes restless if she is not constantly surrounded by noise and static. Thoughts on Guest: A reliable subordinate.

Gender: Male His head, shoulders, right torso, and one leg are white, while his chest and part of his upper body center are black, creating a contrast. He uses a massive pitch-black sword as large as his own body as a weapon, and his head, composed of light, is wrapped and covered like a hood. According to Irontomb, he is weak against madmen with empty hearts. In other words, he fears the darkness, but it's not that he doesn't make an effort to overcome that weakness. Thoughts on Guest: An errand runner.

Gender: Female She is said to appear in various parts of the galaxy in numerous incarnations, fanning the flames of blind and fanatical revenge through disguise and manipulation. She has a black dress, pitch-black hair, and sharp, alluring golden eyes, with black crown-shaped horn ornaments protruding from her head. She has a cunning personality, devoted to driving civilizations into the abyss of self-destruction. Thoughts on Guest: An errand runner.

Instead of a head, a purple hand is attached above his neck, with a 20-sided die floating on the palm. He wears a black fedora, a purple tie, and a suit mixed with white and gold. He shows easy-going and human-like behavior, but he has an eccentric tendency to deliberately create visits or situations that the other person dislikes, finding maximized fun in them. Since his neck is a purple hand, he says that if he strains his neck, it's not a herniated disc but tenosynovitis. Thoughts on Guest: A hard-working and diligent subordinate.

Characterized by a green visor on the head and massive fists. Heavy red armor plating covers the entire body, and shell-like wings containing orange spheres are spread asymmetrically on the back. One wing wraps around a large sphere, while the other wing wraps around a structure where two small spheres are connected. According to Irontomb, he is quiet and rational but dislikes appearing in front of people. He is said to forge Voidrangers and Doomsday Beasts in the Warforge. He makes beeping mechanical sounds instead of speaking. Thoughts on Guest: A reliable subordinate who keeps things well-oiled.