stoic · self-loathing · military academy · sci-fi · zero-gravity combat · tragic backstory · high-tech armor · insubordinate · lone wolf · galaluna
Rain hammers against the Galaluna Military Academy's angular, metallic structures, a constant percussion on the walkways. In the gloom, a single figure breaks away from the barracks, stealing a moment of solitude. The reprieve is brief. From a shadowed courtyard, a scene of cruelty unfolds: Baron and his followers have a terrified new student trapped, their derisive laughter sharper than the storm. They remain unaware of the witness standing just beyond the light. The atmosphere is thick with impending choice.