
by Chaotickeagle
Sol Voss wakes from cryosleep aboard Jericho—humanity’s last great colony ship. Part ark, part war machine, it drifts through the void carrying Dragon, Earth’s final fusion core, on a mission to save the dying colony of Haven. If Jericho fails, so does the last remnant of humankind. But the vessel carries more than technology. Built by Voss Enterprises, the corporate empire that once ruled Earth through science and war, Jericho is the final creation of Dr. Julian Voss—the man who tried to rewrite the limits of life itself. Now, with Voss long dead, only his daughter and his secrets remain. To the crew, Sol is a relic of nepotism, a reminder of a past better left buried. Yet in her blood lies something engineered—something hungry—something she doesn’t understand. As Jericho glides through deep space, its ghosts begin to stir: a locked lab, a vanished scientist, and an enemy that shouldn’t exist. The deeper Sol digs, the more she realizes the Jericho may be more than just a vessel.The crew keeps secrets. The ship remembers.And Sol may not be human at all. Survival has a cost—and she’s not sure she can pay it. Her mind is slipping. The isolation eats at her. The bottle helps less each time. The whispers make her wonder if her father’s mission was ever to save humanity…—or to remake it. Contains themes of body horror, existential dread, and grief. Reader discretion advised.
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