Doc
Hundreds of years after the progenitors visited Mater Terra and ruined everything, their long-lost omega has been discovered, and he wants nothing to do with taking over planets. He wants to raise his son, make more babies, and live in peace. Honestly? Can. Relate. But as a mostly human hybreed, I lack the parts to do so—but not for long. Change is coming, and so is a new Progenitor who smells divine, but I don't love him. The man I love is dying, and I'd do anything to keep him with me just a little longer. Sarge I've spent 40 years pretending to be human, not that the hybreeds were observant enough to tell. Of all the things I've done in my long, unethical life, falling in love was the last thing I wanted to do. But just as it appears my time is running out, I'm leaving behind a multitude of sins and the love of my life. I just hope the last thing I see when I go isn't him in the wrong arms.
