Third person POV:
As the two hunters had their breakfast, they went to the underground mine. A heavy and bronze spacecraft lay there in the restricted area. As they got in, it launched, right where the train stayed. It seemed to be floating in the air. As [Y/ N] admired the view, Kafka put a helmet on you and threw you out. You safely got on the patrol car and hid in the Trailblazers room. It wasn't really anything. It was just a scrapy cot, surrounded in garbage. Then, you looked outside the window. You saw Kafka waving at you. That's weird, you thought, she told me she was coming with. You quickly put an earbud in your ear and tap it.
"Kafka, you're surely not going back to Jarilo VI!" You scream onto the speaker.
"Maybe, but I'll be in the space station." She smiles at you through the spacecraft as it sped off into the galaxies.
"May we meet again, [Y/ N]..."
You stood there, walking back and forth. This is bad. Really bad. You start to hyperventilate. Before you could do anything, you found the ground coming up to haistly, and everything went black.
~...~
When you open your eyes, you find a gray haired girl staring down at you with yellow eyes. You quickly back away in the corner of the room like an injured animal. She reaches out a hand in alert.
"Chillax, I'm not gonna hurt you." She says, not breaking eyes contact.
"Promise you won't tell on the crew."
"Why would I listen to you?" The Trailblazer asks.
"I will give you trash."
"Ok, now you got me interested. What's your name?" She says.
"[Y/ N]" You reply.
"Cool. I'm Stelle. What are you doing here?"
You explain everything to her. From your curse, to being a Stellaron Hunter, to the reason you're going to Penacony.
"So, what do you want me to do now?" She asks.
"Accompany me."
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ФэнтезиYou're a Stellaron Hunter. The 9th, actually. You recently joined, because of your incredible affective curse. Every Hunter praises you, yet you find yourself useless. You know too much, and you can't change your decesion...