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A graduate of the Virtual Institute of Technology, Max Teller is a gifted electrical, chemical and quantum engineer – if not such an insightful businessman. He was able to crack the phase catalysis problem that had stalled development in liquid metal batteries for a decade, and created the Zeus cell: an infinitely scalable, flexible, honeycomb-shaped battery ideal for use in everything from electric cars to smartclothes. All he needed was an investor to bring the invention to market, and venture capitalist Duncan Sandahl was happy to oblige. As the Zeus was perfected and rolled out in countless applications across the world, the men saw their net worths increase by an order of magnitude a year; Max was a multi-billionaire by the time he was 30.
Now the 'chief visionary technologist' of the megacorp Zeus Electrodynamics, Max was content to let his partner handle the money and the wheelings and dealings while he focused on guiding research teams working on new problems in energy storage – his dream being a power source that could kickstart the stalled space exploration field. While Max was consumed with radiation flux, shielding and microgravity fluid dynamics, Duncan was sharpening his knives, and sank them deep into the younger man's back. Duncan had used the Zeus patents as collateral for risky investments that were intended to fail, and when they did he swept in with his own company to collect them. Financial irregularities were forged into the company's records and a breadcrumb trail of fraud left to Max's door. In no time at all he was deposed and voted out, the company and technology in Duncan's hands, and Max was arrested for corrupt practises.
Only a few of the charges stuck, and Max was sentenced to three years on a white-collar penal hulk. Penniless and alone, his head was violently torn out of the clouds and he was forced to face his own foolishness and naivety. Prison gave him time to brood – and to plan. By the time he was released he had the beginnings of a cold-blooded revenge plotted, and a newfound will and ruthlessness to carry it out. He began taking freelance engineering work, grey-market projects on the edge of the law, scraping enough money together to acquire the tools he needed to ply his trade... and developing contacts in the shady side of the city. It was through these he learned that Duncan Sandahl had his eye on a particular young woman as his latest slave acquisition. Sandahl had taken Max's company, his wealth, his reputation, his inventions; it was time, Max thought, to start taking things from Sandahl.Description:
Once heavy-set, prison food and a year of subsisting on seaweed-ramen and jellyfish fillets have stripped the weight from Max, leaving his 6'4” frame gaunt and hard. His cheeks are hollow and covered with stubble that is flecked with grey like his messy, comb-breaking hair. When working or planning he has a thousand-yard stare, constructing 3D battery models in his mind or moving pieces representing his allies and enemies on a mental chessboard.Personality:
Formerly happy-go-lucky and ingenious, Max's mood and creativity have been schismed by the stress of his fall. He now varies between manic highs of activity when the designs flow easily (the most inventive time of his life, he reluctantly acknowledges) and brooding lows where his temper frays and he dwells on the wrongs done to him, an spends time elaborating his plans for revenge.