He took a deep breath, and closed his eyes. Every nerve, every cell in his body was calm despite the raging storm of chaos flying around him. Most who had a similar experience would call it divine clarity. He opened his eyes slowly, drinking in the meagre light offered from the dying star, obfuscated by the thick cloud of dust created by machines of war and unfettered pollution. The sporadic explosions a few feet away didn’t even register as he looked down at himself, covered in a thick, dark...