"The Wingman Protocol"

They say space is lonely, but I am never alone.

I cut my teeth in the noise of Dodixie, fighting for scraps in the belts. I learned that reliance on others is a weakness, but reliance on data is strength. I moved to Oipo not for the scenery, but for the yield.

I fly with a silence that unnerves some. My ship is my partner; my AI is my wingman. We run the numbers, we tank the damage, and we strip the belts clean while others are still forming their fleets.

I am not here to be a hero. I am here to build the ships the heroes fly—and make a profit doing it.