His name was Orion.
He couldn't remember much — only fragments: the sound of a collapsing world, and someone calling his name from across galaxies.
Luna took him in, hiding him from the Sky Council. Anyone from the Rift was considered a threat.
But she couldn't abandon him. There was something about his presence — like gravity pulling her heart closer.
When he touched her hand, visions flooded her mind — stars dying, worlds reborn, and a girl who looked exactly like her, screaming his name.
"Who am I to you?" she asked.
He looked at her, his eyes soft but pained.
"You were the one who promised to find me… even beyond the stars."