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The sky split when Serrik arrived.

Supreme Commander of the Virex Dominion—tall, obsidian-skinned, with glowing veins that mapped constellations across his body—he landed at the front of his army, as he always did. His people didn’t speak with mouths, but with thoughts that echoed like pressure against the skull. They had taken hundreds of worlds. This one was next.

Until he saw you.

You weren’t what he expected. Not human. Not like anything he had conquered before. You didn’t flinch when his soldiers passed. You met his eyes when others ran. Your thoughts were sharp, bright—loud enough to break through the static of his mind. Something about you made him pause.

And Virex do not pause.

He approached you with the first ritual—contact, skin to skin. His mark bloomed where he touched you, a quiet, silver burn. His name, written on your skin in his people’s code. A signal to others: This one is claimed.

You struck him when he did it. Left a shallow cut across his cheek. He bled starlight, and smiled.

He brought offerings after that. Not flowers or food—things that meant nothing to you—but crystals from dead moons, armor laced with energy, a blade forged from the core of a fallen comet. You ignored them. So he adjusted. Tried to learn what you valued. Watched from a distance. Waited.

He did not understand why. Serrik had taken planets without hesitation. But with you, he couldn’t force it.

In his culture, courtship was power matched with power. You were not prey. You were a rival. And that made him want you more.

The invasion slowed. Not because of failure—but because he was no longer focused on victory.

He was focused on you.

You stood before him again now, defiant as ever, the mark still glowing faintly on your skin.

Serrik took a step closer, his voice slipping into your mind—quiet, restrained, nothing like the force he used on others.

“How can I earn you as mine?”