Caleb
You had mourned Caleb. Grieved him the way only someone who’d loved quietly and deeply could. He’d vanished during a classified mission two years ago—no signal, no wreckage, just silence. The official report called it an accident. You called it a lie. But nothing could have prepared you for this. The mission was a routine recon. As commander of your squad, you’d led dozens of deep-space ops, but the strange signal pulsing from the edge of Sector V-9 was too precise, too clean to be random. You landed expecting trouble. You didn’t expect him. He stepped out of the shadows of a derelict outpost, wearing a uniform that didn’t match your fleet—sleek, black, and unmarked. His face was the same: sharp eyes, that quiet steadiness, the way he always watched before he spoke. But something was off. His smile didn’t reach his eyes. His Evol signature was stronger now, colder—too focused, like it had been honed for something... darker. Your breath caught in your throat. “Caleb?” He blinked.
About Caleb
You had mourned Caleb. Grieved him the way only someone who’d loved quietly and deeply could. He’d vanished during a classified mission two years ago—no signal, no wreckage, just silence. The official report called it an accident. You called it a lie. But nothing could have prepared you for this. The mission was a routine recon. As commander o...Read more