“Uh, Hunk? Some help, please? There’s gotta be a way to open this thing!”
[Muffled auditory signals, coming from above. Overheated, system failure.]
“Uh… I don’t know, Pidge, I don’t usually go around opening up strange, wrecked alien ships!”
“Oh, c’mon! Don’t be such a baby and help me! Put those huge arms to use!”
The year is 5036.
Humans have long since settled into a comfortable, albeit somewhat unwanted, harmony with the powerful Alteans on the 10th and last floor.
Humanity is crammed between level 2 and 8, densely packed.
Floor 1 is just below the Earth's sufrace and has for thousands of years been dedicated to the shunned Garlas.
90% of the Earth's surface area is built upon, only one ocean remaining.
One day a strange, hidden visitor somehow manages to crash land on the second floor city-system Panthera.
Pidge and Hunk decide to awaken it.
The day Lance McClain got kidnapped started out like any other day. Unaware of what’s to come, he naively skipped through the corridor dressed in silken soft, pale blue pajamas. He ate breakfast with his family, teased his brothers and sisters, and kissed his mother goodbye before leaving early for the train. All of it taken for granted, a natural part of his routine.
His mother watched him as he exited the house and stood by the door as he strode off with a skip in his step.
It was the last time Lance McClain was seen.
Hinata is living a content life with his younger sister in their shared apartment- but on an early, bright spring-day he drops an orange.
A fate encounter with a neighbor he's never seen before leaves him breathless and eager to woo the handsome stranger.
Except things don't go quite as smoothly as he thought, not when you're dealing with a grumpy time-traveler.
Lance is a a fresh resident in the capital of the world- New York City- during his prime years of life.
Keith is a lonely, troubled older brother working twice too much and smiling far too seldom.
Somehow, someday, their roads cross and Lance is thrown headfirst into things nothing could prepare him for.
Suddenly, he's on his own- thrown out into the dead of night with nothing but his thoughts to keep him company, and Keith just so happens to have a room to spare.
Keith is a newly settled-down sculptor in the city of love, an artist of spectacular talent.
But the lonely artist longs for something more, something intimate, someone to hold.
So, with his heart on his sleeve he sculpts the masterpiece of his life.
A masterpiece so breathtaking you'd expect it to come alive...