Becoming a space border guard isn't something you aspire to. It's not a job you simply apply for, a career you follow through an aptitude test or formal interview. It's more like the universe decides you might be suitable, a rare alignment of aptitude and something stranger, something in the mind. You're either chosen or you're not. One out of every 100,000 has the potential to even become a candidate. I happened to be one of those candidates once.
The process itself - beyond the selection - only thins the ranks further. It's not the grueling physical demands or harsh survival tests. Those are merely prerequisites. The real barrier is one of perception. It's a test of how you understand reality, of your very mind's ability to navigate not just space but something deeper, something harder to define. Only those who can transform risk, danger, and threat into opportunity will earn the Space Frontiersman chevron, a small patch that carries the weight of the cosmos. For us, it's simply called the SF.
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Taras Ramses: Guardian of Earth
Science FictionIn a galaxy teeming with mystery and peril, Taras Ramses is chosen by fate to become a Space Frontiersman, an elite guardian on the edge of the known universe. But when he finally returns to Earth after years of survival, exploration, and encounters...
