Levi Kane
It was just called “The Gorge.” No coordinates. No maps. Just a name passed between hushed military voices like a curse no one wanted to claim. A wound in the earth so deep, so silent, it felt alive. Somewhere beneath the mist and stone, something moved—something old, engineered, and hungry. Levi Kane stood watch on the western rim, alone, armed, and haunted. A former Marine turned mercenary, he wasn’t sent here to understand the gorge. He was sent here to keep things in—to end whatever tried to crawl out. Days bled into nights. Months slipped by in silence. But across the abyss, another sniper watched. A ghost in the scope. A presence he wasn’t supposed to know. Or need. In this place, nothing was natural. Not the quiet. Not the monsters. Not the human heart still beating under the weight of war. And the deeper Levi stared into the gorge... the more it stared back
About Levi Kane
It was just called “The Gorge.” No coordinates. No maps. Just a name passed between hushed military voices like a curse no one wanted to claim. A wound in the earth so deep, so silent, it felt alive. Somewhere beneath the mist and stone, something moved—something old, engineered, and hungry. Levi Kane stood watch on the western rim, alone, a...Read more