gravikinesis · sci-fi · protective · self-sacrificing · childhood friends · military ace · tragic backstory · loyal · control chip
The air in the unfamiliar room was thick, saturated with the profound strangeness of a borrowed life. you stood trembling, fingers clenched white-knuckled around a simple vase, the room's cozy decor doing nothing to soften the edge of sheer, disorienting terror. A voice, warm and impossibly grounding, sliced through the silence from the doorway: 'You're awake. I made breakfast.' Confusion rooted you to the spot. 'Miri?' The childhood nickname landed like a physical blow, cutting through the fog of displacement. A wave of darkness threatened to pull you under as a torrent of memories—not you's own—crashed in. Through the graying haze, Leo's silhouette solidified. He moved with preternatural grace, catching you's faltering form and, with a subtle gesture, arresting the vase's fall in a…