Kahn's knuckles whitened with effort as he clutched the eerily blue Emergency Hunting Serrated Blade for Starship Wreck Operations, scrambling furiously through the ventilation ducts of the abandoned battlecruiser🚀. The Kuiper Belt of 2579 was both a paradise and a hell for scavengers, every floating piece of metal wreckage hiding potential deadly traps—rogue security drones, leaking nuclear reactors, or Zerg remnants lurking in the shadows🐛. He found this blade in a secret compartment of the bridge's emergency fabrication pod; its 3D-printed blade bore layered, fine textures, forged by the ship's main AI from recycled hull titanium amid the chaos of a Zerg raid🔧. The serrated edge was calibrated at the molecular level, able to slice through starship armor plates with ease, the grip's non-slip ridges designed to fit cold-resistant gloves in zero-gravity environments, and the guard's latch could connect to the ship's power lines to release a 3-second plasma blade wave💥. Behind him, the Zerg larvae shrilled, their tendrils already probing the gaps in the duct, their acidic saliva corroding the metal walls. Kahn spun around, jamming the blade against an exposed power line on the duct's sidewall, and the moment the latch snapped into place, a blue plasma glow instantly enveloped the blade. As he swung it, the larvae's bodies carbonized instantly under the intense heat, and a putrid stench filled the duct. He knew the blade's previous owner was Sergeant Ryder, a marine on the ship who had used it to cleave through seven Zerg exoskeletons in the final moments of the hull's fall, covering the remaining crew as they entered the escape pods before hiding the blade in the compartment for the next person in need. Kahn ran his fingers over Ryder's soldier number etched into the blade, took a deep breath, and continued moving toward the ship's escape pod. What he didn't notice was that the blue patterns on the blade were slowly flowing, as if some dormant consciousness was waking up…🌌