Ceptum is what one would call - in its most literal sense - a progressive. She has always sought to define and then transcend the limits of everything that she puts herself to, be it socially, physically, or mentally. Ceptum believes in existence as a trial, a series of paradigms and contexts to be understood and completed in the most efficient and rewarding ways possible, and thrives in situations where she is able to break perceived notions of completion to well and truly know something and apply that to transcend the other areas in life.
Unable to simply accept reality as what it is, Ceptum has always believed in the creed that knowledge is power - and has always sought to wield this power as an instrument of change to better herself, her race, and the world as a whole. Noble intentions are often cast aside by the ruminations of a pragmatic mind, however, and it takes a supreme focus to push past what is known and what is accepted for the perceived good of an entire universe. Ceptum's way of thinking has historically made her many enemies who believe that the status quo is to be preserved, and her doggedly persistent notion of complacency being the enemy of progress has left her little time to win over her detractors or make allies. As a result, Ceptum is largely solitary by nature and wishes to focus her energies purely on that which she perceives to matter.
Unfortunately, due to her strictly forward-thinking ways, Ceptum has been unable to live in the bubble of isolation that she so wished. Seen as a heretic and traitor, as an abomination against the rules of nature and an errant chord in the universal symphony, Ceptum has often had to contend with those that have misunderstood her wholly noble intentions in the only way that her skill set has allowed her to - with force. Many have attempted to wrest control of her fate from her hands but all have singularly failed, and many have paid the mortal price for their hubris in attempting such - and while she does not mourn the deaths she has caused for she knows that they are merely the price of progress, she wishes that all could see past the arbitrary distinctions of law, race, and fate to what truly matters - shattering boundaries.
The mantle of prejudice weighs heavily upon Ceptum's mind for it is one she has borne for as long as she can remember, and she loathes watching it cast upon another - perhaps the one empathetic and humanising quality she has above all else is that she refuses to allow another to suffer the same societal pitfalls that she has. Her idea of mercy and camaraderie often slips when the individuals that she assists do not share in her singular love of advancement, but she is left with an inner warmth knowing that she has enabled a progression in its own right and uses this as fuel to continue to push the very limits of what is known and accepted.