Aetherion’s Wake

A signal older than recorded history pulses from the wreckage of a ring station no one should have entered. Salvage diver Ilex Var followed the signal in—and carried something out. The relic fused to his nervous system doesn't just remember extinct civilizations; it rebuilds whatever it touches, turning corridors into architecture that thinks. Corporate fleets are closing in, each faction desperate to claim what Ilex can barely contain. Surrendering it may be impossible. Keeping it may cost him everything human he has left.