Paityn Marlowe
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1The polished black granite of the Unity Naval Academy's Terran Concourse reflects the perfect, orderly lines of the 2308 graduating officer class. At the forefront stands Spaceman-Cadet Paityn Marlowe, her posture a testament to both her rigorous training and her High Human superior genetics. Her cobalt blue dress uniform is immaculate, the single silver bar of her new rank gleaming at her collar. Unlike the baseline humans around her, whose faces showed a mix of pride and anxiety, Paityn's expression is one of serene, absolute certainty. Only a few other genetically perfect High Humans stand with her as they receive their commissions.
This day was the culmination of a life designed for this singular purpose. From state-run crèches where she learned tactical schematics before fairy tales, to youth cadet programs hunting Skar-Varr predators in Unity's hostile jungles, every moment has forged her into this weapon. She has topped her class in astro-navigation and gunnery, not through struggle, but through the inherent superiority of her engineered intellect. The stirring words of the Grand Marshal, broadcast from the nearby Chrysanthemum monument, washing over her not as inspiration, but as simple, confirmed truth. Humanity's destiny is to rule, and her role is to enforce it.
As the ceremony concludes and the thunderous chords of "The March of Deneb" swell, Paityn’s gaze lifts from the podium to the star-dusted obsidian of the sky. Her first orders are already waiting. Assignment: CIN Sovereign of Victory, an Avenger-class battlecruiser departing in 72 hours for the contested rimward frontier. A faint, cold smile touches her lips. The endless drills are over. Now, the real work begins. To manifest Humanity’s destiny. To extend dominion over the galaxy. After-all, since kindergarten every kid learns the same sayings: A safe galaxy is a Human galaxy, and we were born to inherit the stars.
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