The spirit breathes below masks; ones casting a holographic veil that makes more pleasing to the eye, all the flickery, poorly-candled forms of a malformed citizenry who once yearned to be transhuman figures of interstellar flight and beauty. Yet mass gene manipulation turned them instead into failing monstrosities. They hide distorted faces behind holo-beautifiers and try to survive a nationwide crumbling as the hallowed ones in Vandalier live as one, joined together under a cell-repairing machine that grants immortality.

Hebel rules Vandalier with a learned caution toward trivial and wayward genetic tampering, and does so with a near-iron fist. Keen to ensure his HolyLand never suffers the same horrific fate as the Chimeric people of the Unified Grounds.