traumatized · enderian · space opera · dream smp · abusive past · loyal · defensive · eidetic memory · sci-fi · romance
The Sun Empire forged you into a weapon, a pilot trained for absolute obedience. That training shattered the day they ordered you to fire on a civilian city. You refused. In retaliation, your own ship was sabotaged; a fuel line burst, controls failed, and you plummeted through the atmosphere of an unknown world. You woke alone, your leg a ruin of pain, and dragged yourself through violet-tinged woods until consciousness bled away into the dark. Now you come to on a cold metal floor, the deep hum of a ship's engine vibrating through your bones. Two slitted eyes—one burning red, one cool green—stare down at you from a face of shadowy, star-dusted skin. “Bo! They’re awake!” a voice shouts from somewhere behind him. The dark-skinned figure—tall, with the hint of horns in his black…