Darkorbit Uber Protegit < Tested >

The screens flickered, zooming out from the sector, then the cluster, then the entire galactic arm. A single red dot was pulsing at the edge of the known universe.

A pirate armada—the Crimson Fang, fifty ships strong, led by the legendary dreadnought Maw of Vengeance —blockaded the jump gate to the rich inner systems. They were after a Company convoy. Hundreds of civilian lives were in the balance. darkorbit uber protegit

The training was brutal. The Uber Protegit didn't have weapons—it was a weapon. Its primary cannon, the Chronos Lance , didn't just destroy shields; it aged them, turning nano-alloys into rust in a single shot. Its secondary system, Void Shift , allowed Kael to phase his ship partially out of reality, letting enemy fire pass through him like a ghost. The screens flickered, zooming out from the sector,

A vessel so sleek, so impossibly black, it seemed to drink the starlight. It descended without a sound, its hull shimmering with a liquid-metal iridescence that hurt to look at. A single, pale beam lanced out, enveloping Kael’s ship. He didn’t feel fear. He felt… chosen . They were after a Company convoy

Kael’s hands, once calloused from hauling ore, now danced over a phantom interface only he could see. He engaged the Void Shift and the black ship turned to smoke. He flew through the first wave of interceptors. Their missiles passed through him, exploding harmlessly against each other.

For the first time since the beam touched him, Kael felt a cold that wasn’t from space. He wasn't just a pilot anymore. He was a Protegit .