(dub) 4 : Aspiration: Distant Dream Today

Kael tightened his grip on the rusted wrench in his hand. He had spent three years scavenging discarded mana-cells from the scrap heaps, slowly building a makeshift flight-stabilizer in the crawlspace beneath his bunk. Every spark of energy he harvested was a step toward a world he had only seen in blurred propaganda broadcasts.

Kael didn’t turn. He knew the voice of his mentor, Jax—a man whose lungs were more soot than tissue. "It’s not a ghost, Jax. It’s the Academy. They’re taking applications for the Pilot Program this week." (Dub) 4 : Aspiration: Distant Dream

"I’d rather fall reaching for the sky than die standing in the dirt," Kael replied. Kael tightened his grip on the rusted wrench in his hand