[WP] After gaining the ability to see everyone's red strings of fate tying soul mates to each other. You realize your string extends past the sky.

"Calixis Control, this is TMV Killiel, requesting departure from Bay 7. All system checks complete, green lights on nav, over."

"Killiel, this is Control, you are clear for departure. Advise using Warp Route 372 for current destination, over."

"Copy, Control. Killiel en route for entrance to 372, over."

"Roger. Enjoy the voyage, Killiel. Control out."


From the first moment I saw the threads, I knew something about my life had changed. A simple Terran on a far flung world, where the only hope of leaving was war, trade or death. The threads connected my uncaring parents in a tight bond (with no room for me), but my threads pointed to a higher place. Even as I searched in the tallest mountains and spires of Omicron VI, the thread still ascended to the heavens. I thought I would never see the end.

My life changed. I ran away, left to voyage the stars, got caught a few times stowing away, learned the trade of...well, trade, eventually learned how to fly my own ship. After over a decade of working for the Terran Trad Alliance (and smuggling some illegal cargo for privateers on the side), I found Killiel. Wonderful ship

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