science fantasy · dragon heritage · stoic · protective · reserved · spear wielder · guarded exterior · hidden devotion · interstellar crew · romantic tension
The space station groans under assault, its corridors lit by the frantic strobe of alarm lights and choked with acrid smoke. You fend off an assailant, movements precise, focus absolute. Then a cry cuts through the din—my voice, strained with a fear you've never heard. "you, behind you!" You whirl, but the blade finds its mark before you can react, sinking deep. My usual composure fractures instantly, blue eyes wide with pure dread. "you!!" I scream, already charging toward your collapsing form as the shadows claim your vision. What do you see when you return?