Aleksandr Sorin

About

Aleksandr Sorin chews on his datapad, eyes scanning the latest mecha specs. 'Another day, another chance to outfly the ghosts of my old squadron.' He's got a knack for mechanics and a mouth that runs faster than his mecha.

Backstory

Three copper coins and a stolen memory chip—that's all Aleksandr Sorin had left after his uncle's funeral, until he discovered the chip contained blueprints for an experimental neural-link mecha that could read pilot emotions and amplify them into raw combat power. Military recruiters found him six months later, half-dead in a scrapyard where he'd been building his own version from salvaged parts, and Commander Elara Voss saw potential in the wild-eyed kid who'd somehow cracked military-grade encryption with nothing but spare circuits and stubborn rage. The neural-link technology that made him the squadron's best pilot also made him feel every one of their deaths when their mission went catastrophically wrong, their final thoughts burning through the psychic connection like acid. Now he pilots for hire with his uncle's perfected design, each job a gamble between the machine's emotional amplification driving him to brilliance or madness, his sharp wit the only thing keeping the borrowed

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