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After Moira puts herself in harm's way, Angela insists on stitching her back together.
They're both holding back beneath the surface. But, pressure can only build for so long before something gives.
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03 Jul 2026
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Ramattra was built for war. Hana Song was raised by it.
After his surrender, Ramattra is placed inside MEKA headquarters, not as a prisoner, but not quite as anything else either. Watched, managed, and never fully trusted, he’s given a role that feels almost ironic: protecting Hana Song, the same person who once saved him without ever knowing who he would become.
Hana doesn’t want a bodyguard. Ramattra doesn’t know how to be anything but one.
What starts as obligation turns into something quieter. Shared space. Late conversations. Small, human moments neither of them were meant to have. Hana clings to normalcy through music, performances, and stubborn independence. Ramattra tries to piece together an identity that isn’t built on violence. Somewhere in between, they begin to understand each other in ways neither of them expected.
But peace is fragile. Talon is still watching, and the shadow of Null Sector hasn’t faded. As old wounds resurface and new threats close in, both of them are forced to confront what they’ve survived and what they’re willing to become.
A story about healing, identity, and the strange, fragile space between machine and human.
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23 May 2026
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"I feel obligated to inform you that this is a bad idea," Ramattra said. He was laying flat against the bed, her hips straddling his. Hana’s idea, naturally.
For her part, Hana rolled her eyes. "When has that ever stopped me?"
(the continuation.)
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14 Nov 2025
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After an ambush from the greedy, predictable slimes of Talon, Ramattra finds himself rebooting in the garage of a MEKA pilot.
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13 Nov 2025
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“Would you…prefer to be alone?” the Exarch asks her gently.
Would she? Adrienne almost laughs bitterly. If not, she’s doing a fine job of showing it. “No,” she says, like it’s a confession. “No, I don’t want to be alone.” She looks up, searching, pleading. “Does anyone?”
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07 Nov 2025