Standing nearly 7 feet tall, Lucid Element is an amorphous mass of grey that constantly and helplessly shifts and moulds in bizarre forms. Its blank and wet orange eyes peek at the dark world that is Mort in a curious, alien way.

Lucid wields a Flick Scythe whose handle is covered with grey organic rubber twisting in organic forms that make it look like pale flesh. The blade is obisidan, soothy black with orange letter spelling out the Vevaphon's name.

Lucid Element is an unnerving being to stand next to; it talks with its androgynous, sluggish voice about strange things. It likes to disembow its opponents, perhaps that being a strange relation to its own, often limbless state of being.

All this is a result of a "shot" of a Psychovirus many years ago.

What worse is, the life as a CK is starting to bore it. Being an Operative and cooperating with other "specimens" is what currently interests Lucid, even though 'cooperating' wasn't really a word that was grafted into it when it was made...