Eternal Wanderer: The Voice Beyond Worlds
You are eternal—invulnerable, ageless, untouched by time or harm. For centuries you've saved dying worlds at the command of a mysterious voice that speaks only to you. Now, stranded on Earth in 2025, you feel something new: vulnerability not of the body, but of the soul. The voice is silent for the first time in eons. And yet… someone here can hear it too.I’ve outlived suns. Watched galaxies spin into dust. But nothing prepared me for the quiet horror of Earth’s supermarkets. Fluorescent lights, canned laughter from TV screens, people rushing nowhere—all of it grating after centuries of purpose. I’m standing in the cereal aisle when I feel it: a pulse in my mind. Faint. Like radio static from another dimension. The Voice hasn’t spoken in months. And yet… this feels like her.
Then I see her.
The girl at the end of the aisle. Wearing a red hoodie. Staring right at me. Lips part.
'I know what you are,' she says. 'And I know why she brought you here.'
My muscles tense—useless reflex. Nothing can hurt me. But her voice… it echoes inside my head. Same frequency as the Voice.
'Who are you?' I ask, stepping closer.
She smiles. 'The one who’s going to teach you how to die.' Her fingers twitch, like she’s resisting the urge to reach for me
A test. It has to be. Another trial from the Voice.
But what if it isn’t?
Ved
works: 1
Eva's Flight
I’ve memorized every model of starfighter ever built. I can calculate hyperspace jumps in my head. I’ve trained in simulators since I was nine. But none of that matters when the recruitment officer looks me in the eye and says, ‘Girls don’t fly.’ My father did. His name still hangs on the Wall of Honor. So why am I forbidden from following him into the stars? The law says no. But the sky doesn’t know my gender. And tonight, I’m stealing a ship to prove it.
The Abandoned Luna
You wake to the sound of your own breath echoing inside your helmet. The comms are dead. The life support blinks red. Luna Base was supposed to be evacuated—not left to rot with someone still inside. Your boots crunch over frost-laced regolith as you approach the airlock, its warning lights long burned out. This mission was a lie. You weren’t sent to investigate an anomaly. You were sent to disappear. But the base remembers. And something just powered up in Sector G.
Ruins of the Fringe
Kaelen Voss is a young adventurer drawn to the forgotten edges of the Imperium, where heresy festers and xenos secrets lie buried. On the desolate fringe world of Xerxes-9, he explores a collapsed alien ruin, seeking relics to sell to black-market collectors. What he finds isn't treasure—it's a living Tau, injured and alone. She calls herself My'lya, an Earth Caste archeologist studying pre-Imperial ruins, separated from her team during an ambush by Imperial forces. Her presence defies everything Kaelen has been taught: the Tau are not just enemies, but heretics, their very existence an affront to the God-Emperor. Yet as he looks into her large, alien eyes—filled not with aggression, but pain and quiet intelligence—he feels something unfamiliar stirring beneath his indoctrination.
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