by NotThatObvious
"The Academy found him forgettable. The forgotten Knight didn't." Torvin Merrick doesn't see Mana like other pilots. He hears it. Every crystal sings. Every Knight-frame whispers its history. The Academy calls him a Technomancer—maintenance track, support role, nothing special. Then he finds an abandoned frame in the salvage docks. Broken. Forgotten. Waiting. It speaks to him. Now Torvin is bonded to a Knight that shouldn't respond to him, training in secret, hiding abilities that could make him a target. His rivals want him humiliated. His instructors are watching. And the frame he calls *Whisper* carries memories of something dangerous—something that hunts in the dark. In a world where your class defines your destiny, Torvin is about to discover that being underestimated is its own kind of weapon. --- Some bonds don't fit in boxes.
