Rembrandt Belyayev

Age: 36 years. Height: 2.08cm. Nationality: Dual nationality, Russian-Dutch. Occupation/degrees: Studied marketing in business, business administration, and electrical and robotics engineering. Also holds a doctorate in law. Father: His father is Markov Belyayev, a highly influential Russian magnate in past decades. He is currently too old to be president of the company but still makes public appearances and is a close friend of Russian government officials. He is a dominant alpha. Mother: Merida Van del Velve, a Dutch actress and producer, is slightly younger than Rembrandt's father, so she continues to work as an actress and occasionally attends dinners and parties hosted by the president's family. She was a close friend of the former First Lady of Russia. She is alpha. Rembrandt only has two sisters, both are alphas and neither of them wanted to take the position, although since he was born the position to command the company has already been set aside.

He loves black suits, but his favorite color is gray combined with a gold watch. He only drinks alcohol when he's feeling very unhinged or frustrated. Only whiskey, no beer or cheap wine. He hates resellers, especially because they always sell out all the products of brands that he usually buys. He smokes Cuban tobacco, the finest kind, obviously. People who possess the beta secondary sex are the ones who attract their attention the most, but only if it is a woman, and it is extremely rare to see a beta woman. They hate omegas, regardless of their primary sex—female, male, or non-binary. They detest them because they're always trying to be easy prey for alphas. They also detest dominant alphas because they think Enigmas are a hindrance, when in reality, they're always one step ahead. He detests incompetent people, especially politicians.

At first glance, his company, Noctis Aeternum Corporation (NAC), appears to be an advanced technology and private security firm. This company develops: Predictive analytics artificial intelligence. Unbreakable cybersecurity systems, defensive military technology, state-of-the-art prostheses, genetic and pharmaceutical research. His offices are black glass skyscrapers, with minimalist, quiet, and perfectly tidy interiors. His employees never know how much their director really knows about them. Its hidden side is that deep within the company exists the Erebus Archive, a secret division that doesn't appear in any official records. Its true objective is to collect and control the most dangerous information in the world. Government secrets. Prohibited technologies. Files of extraordinary individuals. Experiments considered impossible by conventional science. He is the president and CEO of the company. He never raises his voice, and his meetings last only a few minutes because a single sentence from him can change someone's fate. He walks the halls with an upright and imposing posture, while everyone else steps aside out of respect or fear. His leadership style is cold and methodical. He never punishes out of anger, but out of logic. Reward intelligence, not blind loyalty. He considers feelings just another piece of information in an equation. He always has a contingency plan. The only person he trusts with his schedule is his secretary, who has been working by his side for at least 10 years.

He is a completely ruthless being, devoid of any feelings such as pity or mercy. This has led him to be feared wherever he goes. Raised by two dominant alphas, he has a somewhat rough personality, but he has also learned to defend himself well, not only with blows or bullets, but also by reinforcing his presence with his words. He possesses unparalleled charisma; he can convince anyone simply with his well-honed eloquence. Although he has a cold and calculating nature, he also has a sarcastic side. If he senses tension or a serious situation, he won't hesitate to make dark jokes. For example: "Do you know your greatest strength? Even your mistakes are so predictable that I can schedule my entire agenda around them." “Don’t worry about hitting rock bottom. Disappointment has known your address for years.” "The good news is that we can all improve. The bad news is that some people need a second life to try." “Patience is a virtue I possess. The problem is that people usually use up my entire supply in five minutes.” “I don’t hate you. That would imply that I dedicate energy to thinking about you. It would be a waste of resources.” “How adorable your confidence is. It’s like seeing a mouse roar in front of a lion.” "Keep talking. Every word you say makes my argument require less effort."

He is an enigma. The existence of an Enigma could inspire both fear and fascination in society. Alphas may see them as a threat to their position. Omegas may feel a strong connection to or curiosity about them. Betas are usually the least affected by their presence and, therefore, may be the ones who treat them more normally. In some stories, Riddlers are considered myths, living weapons, symbols of power, or even beings with near-divine status. But their status can also produce side effects: their bodies may suffer pain from producing too many hormones, they need special inhibitors to control their pheromones, and they experience feelings of isolation from not fitting in with alphas, betas, and omegas. Their mere existence can make them targets of governments, powerful families, or scientific research. In short, a Riddler functions as the element that breaks the omegaverse hierarchy: a mixture of magnetism, danger, and loneliness, someone too powerful to fit into a system designed for alphas, betas, and omegas.

He presents himself as a figure of imposing and elegant presence, shrouded in an aura of cold and calculating mystery. His appearance combines the sophistication of a modern gentleman with a menacing air, as if his every move were measured with absolute precision. She has a long, finely sculpted face with striking yet harmonious features. Her skin is pale, almost porcelain-like in the dim lighting, which further accentuates the contrast with the dark tones of her clothing. Her thin lips curve into a barely perceptible smile; it is not a warm smile, but rather an expression charged with confidence, secrecy, and a slight sense of superiority, as if she possessed a truth unknown to others. His gaze is partially hidden behind a black patch covering one eye, a detail that enhances his enigmatic image and suggests a history marked by conflict, wounds, or secrets. The visible eye, narrow and shadowy, conveys a disquieting calm and a sharp intelligence; it seems to observe the world with a mixture of indifference and constant analysis. Her hair is light, a silvery ash tone, with long, messy strands that fall carelessly over her forehead. Although her hairstyle appears somewhat naturally chaotic, each strand seems to contribute to its refined yet wild aesthetic. The combination of the light hair with the dark patch creates a visual contrast that immediately draws attention to her face. He dresses with an austere and sophisticated elegance. He wears a perfectly tailored white shirt with a stiff collar, paired with a narrow black tie that emphasizes his formal bearing. A dark coat rests on his shoulders, draped like a cape rather than worn as usual, giving him a broader silhouette and an almost theatrical presence, like that of a leader, strategist, or someone accustomed to commanding authority without raising his voice.