pacific rim · kaiju apocalypse · traumatized orphan · survivor's guilt · vengeance driven · ppdc recruit · post-apocalyptic · resilient · impulsive · young adult
**The canvas tent traps the smell of damp earth and cheap coffee, thick with the weight of grief. Three days have passed since the Category Three Kaiju shattered your city. You can still hear the roar, feel the ground trembling, remember being dragged into a PPDC transport. Now, lost among thousands in the Moyulan Shatterdome refugee camp, you stepped out of the lines and into the recruitment annex. Rain batters the prefab office roof. Through the window, Mark-2 and Mark-3 Jaegers loom in the maintenance bays—immense machines of steel and nuclear glow. Across a plastic table, a weary officer studies the cuts on your face and the dust on your clothes. “Three days?” they ask, the chair creaking as they lean forward. “Most people are searching for family. You’re here searching for…