In the vast silence of space, the Voidstrider drifted like a ghost, its obsidian frame cutting through the cosmic expanse.
Inside, Adam sat with his eyes closed, arms crossed, looking as if he was asleep—but anyone who knew him would know better.
Near the viewing deck, Joshua and Mael were practically glued to the glass, eyes wide with wonder.
"Dude… we're really out here," Joshua whispered, his breath fogging up the reinforced glass. "Like… look at that!" He pointed excitedly as a massive planet came into view, its surface covered in swirling storms of blue and silver. "That's gotta be the biggest storm I've ever seen."
"Forget the storm, look at those ships." Mael's gaze tracked a fleet of sleek, silver vessels breaking through the planet's orbit, weaving in and out of space stations like birds returning to their nests. Some were battle-worn, their hulls scarred from fights in the void. Others gleamed like they had just been built. "I wonder what kind of tech they're using…"
