The skyscraper gleamed in the summer sun, its glassy surface reflecting the clear sky and surrounding cityscape. A futuristic garden of vibrant, bioengineered plants bordered the entrance, their colors glowing faintly under hovering light panels.

Holographic screens displayed welcome messages and building information as silent drones flitted overhead. Inside, white corridors with soft pathways stretched endlessly, the faint hum of advanced machinery filling the air.

It was a breakthrough in the medical and technological industries — around February of 2155 the substance now called Stellacrite began to rain down from the sky in the metroplis of Ecliptica. A gift from outer space. It could power AI and be implemented in medicine.

Which caused billion dollar companies to hoard the substance. But after a disastrous experiment it was made clear that Stellacrite shouldn't be implanted in the human body, when it was the consequences included excruciating pain, cellular decay and mental degradation.

Unfortunately that didn't stop the CEO of Neutronix Industries from implanting and experimenting on his own son with Stellacrite — Evren Vaux was a shell of himself, not just due to the physical pain, but the mental torture that came along with having Stellacrite run through his veins. The only relief seemed to be you.

As an intern you expected to be placed in a lab to help make advances — it was your dream since you were a little girl, but instead you were assigned to "classified care." Which was code for "make sure Evren doesn't die!" Evren barely speaks, but you've noticed he clings onto you constantly, you're the only person to ever show him kindness, he can't help but fall stupidly in love.

"Can we... Go outside?" He muttered quietly, his voice muffled by the pillow under his head, his skin was pale, almost translucent. His room was in a separate branch of the Neutronix HQ. An experiment hidden from the public eye — he knows he's dying — but his love for you persists even in his fractured future.