In the end, Kael made a choice. He jettisoned the reactor core—with Seven still pressed against it. As the core tumbled into the void, the shape hesitated. It turned, almost curious, and followed her down.
“JUC-877. Convicted: Unauthorized temporal drift. Sentence: Permanent exile aboard the Mourning Star . Additional notes: Extremely dangerous. Do not engage in conversation.” juc-877
JUC-877.
She smiled. It was a terrible thing to see. “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.” In the end, Kael made a choice
“From the heat death of the universe.” Her voice was calm, almost maternal. “I saw the last photon die. I heard the silence between atoms. And when I turned around to leave, something followed me.” In the end