The smell of plasma fire, blood, and burning ozone from gravity use. That smell has surrounded me all my life. Born with the ability to wield gravity during humanity's war for Andromeda, Ty Rother has walked with death and violence since he could stand. The son of a legend, he spent his childhood learning to be a soldier while his twin sister played. Rebellious and brass, he ran off to join the gangs of loslars at fifteen, where he joined the Nightfangs and rose to become Trinh Sederis's infamous lieutenant of torture. A life he enjoyed for four years before his father's men unwillingly dragged back into a 'better' life. Now twenty-one, Ty now serves in humanity's military, Sol Consortium, under those who wish for him to continue Jayce Rother's polished up legacy. Too bad for them, this Rother has no intention of complying. It's time to remind humanity and Andromeda Rother's never settle down and they don't play by anyone's rules but their own. If only the Queen of Perfection and Mother Teresa got that memo. Oh, and the brass too. That'd be nice. #4 in space 1-18-2019
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