A Message Home
Jaxion sits in the back of Cindy, the same spot where he had dragged Xhoya earlier to keep her in check. The weight of the memory presses on him, reminding him of storming out of Luna’s room the last time he left home. Why does he act like a child around them? He hasn’t written home in some time — he needs to do it now. He hopes they’re safe. His new armor glints in the reflection of his wrist comm as the messages are sent, a small hope burns inside. He will see them soon...
Message to Luna
Luna,
I’ve missed so much of your life, and it pains me every day. You’re growing fast, stronger and braver than I could have imagined. I carry you in my thoughts with every step I take, every danger I face.
There’s someone I travel with now — Xhoya. She reminds me of you in ways I didn’t expect. Maybe one day, you two will meet. Until then, hold onto your courage and your laughter.
Keep your head up, kid. I’m on it. Love ya,
—Jaxion
Message to Ithlia
Ithlia,
You’ve always been the smart one — sharp, steady, and stronger than you realize. I know you’ve probably taken on more than you should, but someone has to keep their head straight, and you’ve always done that better than any of us.
Take care of Mom and Luna for me. Keep them grounded when the world feels like it’s coming apart. Things are bad out here — darker than I expected — and I’m holding together, but barely. Still, knowing you’re out there doing what you do… it helps.
You’ve got the kind of mind that sees through the noise. Trust it. Lead with it. One day, when all this is done, I’d like to actually talk again — not through static and half-finished messages.
Keep your head clear, and your heart steady. I’ll try to do the same.
—Jaxion
Message to Akta
Mom,
I miss your singing. I hear it sometimes — quiet, in the back of my mind — when things get bad out here. It reminds me that there’s still something worth fighting toward. I have a party member traveling with me, Kii. She sings too, a lot. Some of the songs she sings remind me of you. I miss your cooking too, the kind that made my eyes water and my manners vanish. You never let me get away with either.
Father always said discipline before dreams, and I tried to live by that. But you were the one who told me music had its own kind of strength. I think about that more than I should lately. Maybe it’s what keeps me human when everything else feels mechanical.
Love you,
—Jaxion
Message to Kairos
Father,
I trust you’re keeping the family steady. I’ve done as you taught — keep my head clear, stay the course, and make decisions that protect the many over the few. It’s not easy. Taking a life never is, even when it’s for the greater good. The weight of that doesn’t fade; I just carry it quieter now. I know you understand.
Loyalty still drives me, but I’m starting to question what it truly means. The BRN struggles to maintain its purpose — to remember what we once stood for. I’m doing my best to hold that line, even when it feels like the ground beneath us is shifting.
I’ll get home when I can. Duty calls.
—Jaxion
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