“Everyone keeps saying it's just a stone. Fine. Then why does the vault have more guards than the border?”— Axel
Axel is Frysian, brilliant, and dangerous with a keyboard. He broke into a Britannian company's systems for reasons he considered righteous, and got caught. That's how you end up on a crew planning to steal a god.
On a team full of soldiers and believers, Axel is the conscience. He's the one who keeps asking what stealing the Millennium actually costs, and who pays. He believes every problem has a logical answer.
Which is why the headaches bother him. They started small. They're not small anymore. They get worse the closer the crew gets to the target, and no scan, no medicine, no logic explains them.
He does not believe in clean hands. He believes in results.