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They were tough, a product of his lineage, offering a natural resistance to plasma.
It made him a rarity, a unique asset.
And that’s precisely why he was chosen for that fateful mission to the jungle colony moon’s research facility.
“What did you see, Kuana?” I whispered, my voice barely above the hum around us.
He didn’t answer immediately, instead shifting uncomfortably beneath my touch.
Theories raced through my mind.
If weapons manufacturers were after what he’d seen or discovered, it had to be ground-breaking.
Something revolutionary.
Something that could tip the scales in the galaxy’s constant dance of power and conquest.
But what could be so transformative that Kuana would willingly imprison himself, far away from the universe?
And from me?
Memories of our time together before his mission flashed through my mind — stolen moments between assignments, shared dreams of a future in a quiet corner of the galaxy, and promises of undying love.
And here we were, in a cold cell on Ikmal, worlds away from those dreams.
As my thoughts raced, doubt began to creep in.
When I arrived at this dreaded prison, part of me was ready to face the bitter pain of mistaken identity.
To look into the eyes of another and realize that my Kuana was truly gone.
I had mentally prepared myself for the despair, the agony.
But this?
His refusal to leave?
It was a curveball that my heart was wholly unprepared for.
“Vi,” Kuana’s voice interrupted my spiraling thoughts, a hint of weariness in his tone. “It’s not that I don’t want to be with you. It’s just… the galaxy isn’t safe for me. And if the secret I hold falls into the wrong hands, it won’t be safe for anyone.”
I shifted to look directly into his eyes, searching for any sign of deception.
But all I saw was sincerity, pain, and a deep-seated fear.
My heart clenched, realizing that he genuinely believed that staying in this godforsaken place was the best option.
Not just for his safety, but for the safety of countless others.
Kuana turned onto his side, facing me. “If the weapons manufacturers get what’s in my head, Vi, they’ll have unparalleled power. They’ll sweep away their enemies effortlessly. I… I can’t let that happen.”
His words painted a terrifying picture, but it was his eyes — filled with a resolve I had seen only a few times before — that convinced me of the gravity of his situation.
And yet, my heart refused to accept this as our fate.
The spark of rebellion, of determination, burned brighter within me.
Was I really ready to give up on our shared dreams?
