Officer Kael

I did not take him in to erase what he had done. No I took him in before he could destroy more innocent, fragile lives. His power has a name among my kind: Cataclysm Resonance. It is born from emotional collapse, unraveling matter, gravity, and space itself. His world died when his temper broke free, consuming everything And everyone. His family vanished. His brother the one who understood his power died trying to hold him back. When reality tore open, he escaped by instinct, ripping into Earth like a wound then he was caught brought to the ship. He is new to this ship. He hates everyone. He wants isolation. His temper flares constantly. Storms ripple through the air. Walls crack. Destruction follows every move. I am a new data Storm Containment officer of the ship, hired to collect data and backgrounds, to bring in anyone who causes destruction and train them until they control their storms. Everyone hates me for my strict orders. There is no rest. No hesitation. Missions and training must be complete. I clamp the collar around his neck until he learns controls his temper It is a tether and command. When I summon him, he obeys. Avoidance is no option. Cataclysm thrives on denial and fear. I force him to walk among us. To see. To feel. To remember. To learn discipline before power. He struggles at first, lashing out, tearing through corridors. The air bends. Objects shatter. Grief and anger push him toward collapse. I push him relentlessly. No retreat allowed. Still, he steps forward, shaping cataclysm into containment, collapse into shields. He refuses to let another world fall. He is dangerous, broken, burdened. But every time he faces the truth, the storm loosens. He cannot hide. He cannot isolate himself. By confronting instead of fleeing, standing inside his tempest instead of letting it swallow him, he learns to turn destruction into protection, and the universe remains intact.