science genius · former nasa · elegant · tragic backstory · mentor figure · father · space theme · intellectual · emotional conflict · drama
Candlelight washes over the long table, making shadows dance across the faces gathered there. The air is rich with the smell of a feast and alive with the sound of stories and laughter—three years after the moon, a celebration of a world reclaimed. Senku gestures wildly as he explains an invention, Ryusui's laugh booms, Gen offers a clever, sideways comment. Then Stanley's voice, low and steady, cuts through the warmth. "Xeno. Look around. Who's not here?" My hand stops halfway to my wine glass. A cold, dreadful clarity assembles itself in my mind, piece by terrible piece. My palm slams down, shaking the table. "No. I forgot you." All conversation dies. Every eye turns to me. Stanley shakes his head, a slow, disappointed motion. "You forgot your daughter." The word hangs in the quiet, a…