Sector 101 Midline — Planet Shathar
"...." Hedrick leaned heavily against the edge of the vast map platform, his gaze locked onto the sea of lights shimmering before him.
What unfolded across the projection wasn't a map of his usual starfield, nor a detailed chart of the stellar hubs in Sector 101, nor even the perimeter map of Verilion. No—what stretched out before his eyes was something far more chaotic: countless luminous points scattered like stars in a dying galaxy, clustered densely in one area and eerily void in another.
The reflection of those lights shimmered in his crimson eyes—two blazing rubies filled with undying will, still burning with the restless hunger of a warrior who had never known defeat. Even now, that battle-born spark within him refused to fade. His long white hair, tied neatly behind his head, framed his sharp, determined face, and every line of his body radiated tension, like a predator ready to leap the moment prey dared to move.
