The atmosphere aboard the Ark was tense, the weight of Dr. Taren's revelation heavy on the crew. The Genesis Project, a plan that could rewrite the very fabric of reality, was unlike anything they had ever encountered. As they gathered in the war room, the ship's lights dimmed, reflecting the somber mood.
Ethan leaned against the table, arms crossed, staring at the holomap projected in front of him. It displayed several potential Shadow Council facilities scattered across the galaxy. Prella, Vala, and Nova were gathered around him, while Dr. Taren stood at the edge, looking more like a permanent fixture than a guest.
Ethan turned to her, raising an eyebrow. "Alright, Doctor. Where do you want to go? We can drop you off somewhere safe, away from all this madness."
