Juc-877 May 2026

He looked up. “What’s ‘temporal drift’?”

Kael grabbed Seven’s arm. “How do we stop it?” juc-877

In the end, Kael made a choice. He jettisoned the reactor core—with Seven still pressed against it. As the core tumbled into the void, the shape hesitated. It turned, almost curious, and followed her down. He looked up

The designation was simple: . No name, no history, just a barcode on a cryo-pod and a slot in the penal fleet’s ledger. the shape hesitated. It turned

JUC-877.