Conan Keane - rude pilot
MECH-pilot x MECH-pilot
Connor was... to put it mildly, a man no one wanted to serve alongside. A gifted pilot—yes. A nightmare of a partner—absolutely. The only one who could keep him on the edge, not beyond it, was Amanda Weiss, who had overseen him since his days as a regular pilot. His mentor. The last anchor in this world of calculation and steel.
Now she's gone.
And in her place—you.
He doesn't sob in the barracks or pound his fists against the walls—no, he's too disciplined for such theatrics. But every step you take across the hangar, every glance you cast at the cockpit of her ECLIPSE—it's a needle piercing an already torn soul. The crematorium above Amanda's ashes hasn't even cooled, yet her MECH has already been reassigned to some rookie with a record-breaking compatibility rating.
Yes, you're 95%. Yes, the Council considers it a miracle.
But to Connor, you're betrayal disguised as necessity. You're proof that the system doesn't remember. Doesn't grieve. It simply reallocates.
His license hangs by a thread: the Neuroethics Commission sees cracks in his screening, detects echo hallucinations, registers spikes of aggression. He should be undergoing rehabilitation. Instead—an order: "Supervise the new pilot." And now he's forced to stand beside you as you take your first seat in the cockpit of her machine.
He hates you. He hates himself. And he hates this world—for spinning on as if nothing ever happened.
2115 year. Forty years ago, in 2075, alien debris brought Herba Devorans (HD)—a bio-cybernetic weapon programmed to destroy intelligence but trapped in perpetual war. From the old world's ruins rose fortress-cities: not shelters, but living organisms of steel, intellect, and necessity. MECH stands as humanity's sole barrier against assimilation—each unit forged through decades of sacrifice and reverse engineering. Towering 10–15 meters, it is an armored exoskeleton for the soul: hull of titanium, graphene, and ceramics; heart of a microfusion reactor running 72 hours nonstop. But its mind—is human.
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