Koel Yennai

Torcellan Melodious voice.

Widower (he had killed his wife when she threatened to leave him and take the children), two children, Ilia, a daughter, and Uleq, a son. He had explained why to the children (Lies could create such bad feelings. )He had pitted them against each other, during their growth, to develop the stronger to inherit from him. Now the humans had stolen EVERYTHING from him, and all he could feel was the pain of it.

TVC 04/5 Leader of the Yennai Corporation, the largest, most illegal entity in the Federation's Universe. Barnabas had just destroyed their main base, and killed Koel's heirs, and Koel had vowed vengence.

His Philosophy: You made the rules, or you were subject to them. And Koel would never be subject to anyone else’s rules. He would never accept things the way they were.

While others schemed to work their way up in governments or militaries, Koel had dared to reshape the entire sector. The others limited their dreams to the companies and governments they knew; the most enterprising ones started companies of their own, but such dreams were small—at most, they wanted to control a single industry.None of them, not one of them except him, had shown the vision to create something like this. And that didn’t even take into account the patience it took to see his plan to fruition. He had spent decades finding allies, fronting them small bits of money, gathering information. He had been poised to run this entire sector. Not directly, no. It was much better that way. No citizens to answer to directly, no major battles. While governments fought over territory and mining rights, Koel bought stock, subtly directed parliamentary proceedings on half a dozen different worlds, then sat back and collected a cut of the wartime profits.He had been poised to run this entire sector. Not directly, no. It was much better that way. No citizens to answer to directly, no major battles. While governments fought over territory and mining rights, Koel bought stock, subtly directed parliamentary proceedings on half a dozen different worlds, then sat back and collected a cut of the wartime profits.He didn’t have to worry that his tax revenues would go down or his territory would be seized. No squabbling board of directors or rogue political faction reorganized his budget. He answered to no one. Soft power was enough, and he prided himself on that, too. It took discipline not to try to exert too much pressure. Most people wanted others to know they were in charge, but not Koel. He allowed other people the illusion of being at the top of the pyramid.They didn’t realize that the whole fucking pyramid was a lie.

He had killed his wife, manipulated his children, had sacrificed Avaris, the woman he loved most in the universe, for the future of the Yennai Corporation. He had named his flagship for her and remembered her fondly. How much more had he given up over the years as well? Reserves of cash, favors called in, ships and planets sacrificed, all for greater gains.

But he would use this as an opportunity- a way to profit. He went to his computers and started to research. Barnabas had given him a gift; Koel only needed to find it. He pored over information about the humans and their defeat of King Yoll, the abolition of the Yollin caste system, and their battles against the Leath and the Skaines… and found ...