Acetic

In the year 2100, the world witnessed an eclipse unlike any before. Millions of people vanished without a trace, leaving Earth in turmoil. A decade later, they returned—no longer the same. With knowledge beyond human comprehension, they brought starships, hyperspace technology, and the foundation of a new galactic civilization. Thus began the Samon of Eclipse, the era that reshaped humanity’s destiny.

Now, in the year 1570 S.E., humanity thrives as part of the Hyperspace Human Union, stretching across countless colonies and deep-space frontiers. Ryan Tyrglas, a laborer in one of these far-flung settlements, has always dreamed of more—of captaining his own ship, charting the unknown. But dreams are dangerous for those without power.

[ Desperate, Ryan steals a Floyd1250, a small trade vessel, hoping to escape his mundane life. But freedom comes at a cost. Branded a terrorist, hunted by colony enforcers, his ship is blasted apart in the depths of space. As he drifts in the wreckage, fading into the abyss, one thought echoes in his mind:

"Where did I go wrong?" ]!                                       :)

Yet, fate is not finished with him.
What rises from the void may change the course of history once again.

To Open his eye in one Era and Blink in the Next

NOTE- NO SYSTEM

Eclipse Genesis

Ryan clenched his jaw. His mind raced through the possibilities—hijacking a ship was one thing, but being hijacked himself? That was an entirely different problem.

Whoever had set this up wasn't just some prankster. They had a plan. And right now, Ryan was part of it, whether he liked it or not.

He took a deep breath, steadying himself.

Panicking wouldn't help. He needed to think. The cockpit was locked, but ships like this had redundancies.

He scanned the control panel for manual overrides, but nothing useful flashed up. Whoever did this knew exactly what they were doing.

He pushed off the walls, floating toward the auxiliary systems on the side of the cockpit., If I can't access the main terminal, maybe I can override the secondary systems. Navigating the Floyd1250 in zero gravity was easier than he expected—probably a feature meant for emergency repairs.

That, or whoever designed this ship didn't trust artificial gravity to always stay on.

Ryan reached for a manual access panel and ripped it open, exposing a mess of wires and circuits. Come on, come on…

He grabbed a loose connector, trying to recall everything he'd learned in the colony's engineering sector. If I reroute the emergency functions—

Ryan slammed into the ceiling before drifting back down. His stomach twisted. What the hell was that?!

The external cameras activated, flashing images onto the ship's main screen.

Its design was familiar to Ryan who worked on different ships—smaller than most human ships, however still bigger than a trade ship, unmistakably still auxilary.

A ship loomed just outside. Sleek, silver-plated, slightly larger than a standard trade vessel, but unmistakably auxiliary in design. The hull gleamed with sharp edges, and on its side, a glowing green emblem pulsed—a flower insignia.

Human Vessel, Tiltre 28, Fleurost Colony Enforcer Vessels

Ryan swallowed hard. Shit.

A transmission request flashed on the screen.

[INCOMING TRANSMISSION – FLEUROST GUARDIAN ENFORCEMENT SOURCE]

Ryan hesitated. He could ignore it, but he thought they could help, they wouldn't just leave him alone.

The display flickered, revealing a figure clad in a silver-green suit. Their helmet visor was down, obscuring their face. Their voice crackled with static through the comms, distorted but calm.

Ryan blinked. "Hello, my name's—"

"Identify yourself." The enforcer interrupted.

Ryan scowled. "You just saw me exit the colony, right? I was forcibly ejected."

"I have no proof to believe that."

Ryan gritted his teeth. "You might not have seen me, but my name's Ryan Tyrglas. I work in the Eastern—"

"Sir, I'm going to have to ask you to halt your vessel immediately."

Ryan hesitated. "Ye… Yeah, okay."

Finally. Relief washed over him. Maybe this was all just some elaborate mistake. He relaxed slightly, inwardly celebrating that this nightmare might end sooner than expected.

[SENSING HIGHLY CONCENTRATED ENERGY TARGETING CORE VESSEL]

Ryan's breath caught in his throat. He snapped his gaze to the external cameras.

The enforcer ship's weapons were locked onto him.

"Wait! Enforcer, sir!" Ryan's voice rose, his earlier relief evaporating. "Is there a problem?"

[TRANSMISSION ENDED.]

[PLEASE EVACUATE AREA WITH HASTE.]

Ryan's body tensed, every instinct screaming at him.

A bright glow flickered at the edges of the enforcer ship's guns.

Ryan's hands shot to the control panel. He had seconds. Either he figured out how to move this ship, or he was dead.

Where Did I Go Wrong? [ I ]