V2 Imaginar — 16x

The air in the bioluminescent grove of Xylos-4 didn’t just carry the scent of ozone; it carried the weight of a revolution. High above the canopy, the "V2 Imaginar 16x"—a craft that looked less like a ship and more like a splinter of polished obsidian—hung motionless against the violet sky.

Elias looked at the sensors. The V2 Imaginar 16x hadn't just moved them; it had perfected the destination. The atmosphere was cleaner, the orbits more stable—exactly as he had envisioned it. V2 imaginar 16x

Commander Elias Thorne gripped the hilt of the manual override, his knuckles white. Beside him, the ship's AI, a flickering projection of gold light, pulsed in rhythm with the core. The air in the bioluminescent grove of Xylos-4