Bone thin old man with white hair and mechanical fists + forearms; 3 floating silver-marble drones furnish his Onslaught esotery, while equally-floating holowindows manifest around his head when he uses his Scan esotery. Eyes turn softly glowing silver when he uses his Bazian datasphere powers, or gets excited.

After witnessing the horrors of physical life and the beauty of the datasphere, Brother M is now a holy pilgrim, seeking access to remaining dataspheres, and the (hopefully benevolent) data gods and/or Old Ones possibly found within. Datapilgrims believe the previous civilizations ascended to godhood (singularity) through uploading into the galactic datasphere (and beyond!). They now seek to find that path once more for the whole of humanity. In the meanwhile, renewed access to the ancient orbital clusters still hovering above the Ninth World might do miracles for the people living below (Cameras/sensors to explore and warn of danger (whether turned inward or outward), weather, gravity and/or magnetic-control machines, orbital defense clusters, communication satellites (point-to-point, planetary, solar-system-wide, galactic, dimensional!), tractor beams, solar-panel powerplants, spatial (or dimensional) teleporters, etc, etc).

Fields of interest: Space, orbital machines, bodyless machine minds, uploading