Helheim

A frozen world. A disgraced pilot. A secret that refuses to stay buried.
Lieutenant Thomas Pizer was exiled to Helheim, H‑155 on the star charts, because he chose conscience over orders. Sent to a one‑man listening post on a planet where winter never ends, he keeps watch over ruins and radio silence while the wind carries rumors and the skeletons of corporate ambition. When a wounded creature with human eyes and animal claws collapses practically at his door, Thomas faces a choice that will define him: protect a survivor of the very horrors his superiors were paid to enforce, or hand her over and keep his fragile exile intact.

CryoGen didn't just fund research, they contracted men in uniform to act as a private army, turning corporate profit into battlefield authority. Contracts and ledgers replaced oversight; classified directives masked transactions; and soldiers who followed orders became instruments of a company's will. Now those transactions are bleeding back into the ice.

What follows is a collision of loyalties and consequences: a man punished for mercy, a hybrid survivor whose mere existence threatens powerful interests, and an institution willing to erase both to hide its crimes. As Thomas and the survivor, Aura, push beyond the listening post into the ice‑scoured wastes and the half‑buried ruins of CryoGen, they discover that the cold preserves more than bodies: it preserves the choices made in the dark, and the price of exposing them may be higher than either of them can survive.

On a world of endless winter, the warmest thing is a dangerous secret.