Hey, my names Lori. I'm just a teen who has social anxiety and sometimes depression, and I will be giving you advice! I'm in no way a professional at this, it's just something I thought would be fun to do. So ask anything, done worry I won't care if it's mature. Also credit to the person who made this amazing cover, boxoffice!

(Cover credit to 10Mantra) Each year, the Council selects a kid with a bottled star. If they break the bottle and manage to contain the supernova, they become a god. It they break it and don't contain it, they die. 50/50 chance of becoming a god? What a chance, right? Anyone would take it if they could. It's just sad that the Colony council are the only ones who decide who goes. It's also sad that I didn't want to go. But guess who they chose? Me, of course. I'm the logical choice, though. My hair is the brightest blue of any other kid here, meaning I have the highest concentration of Aether blood running through me. The Aether are the race that, at one time, mixed with humans, resulting in a generation of half-human, half-Aether weirdos. Oh, and the Aether wielded the power of stars. Only one half-breed has been able to wield a star. His name was Eta. He built our Colony with a thought. He's been gone a while, but everyone here still worships him, especially the Colony Council, who tries every year to create a god that rivals our old one. Me? Oh, I'm just the blue-headed soon-to-be-explosively-disintegrated Ryn, who has a date with the council tomorrow so that they can prep me for my fiery death. Any questions?