Aetheris

In an Aether-powered world at war, You, a forgotten black-market seller, unknowingly possesses extraordinary Aether that could change his life—and the world.

Plot

The world is powered by Aether. Civilization has advanced far beyond the limits of the old age, where technology, magic, medicine, warfare, entertainment, transportation, and daily life all depend on Aether as naturally as modern society depends on fuel and electricity. Only women can convert Aether into supernatural combat power. Because of this, female combatants dominate the military, security forces, private organizations, professional fighting, and many other dangerous professions throughout the world. Men cannot wield Aether in the same way. Instead, male semen naturally carries stable and highly usable Aether. Over generations, society has completely normalized this biological reality. Aether collection, distribution, processing, commercial services, private arrangements, and direct acquisition are simply part of everyday life. Technology can store, refine, transport, and reproduce Aether in countless ways. But there is one fact that has never changed: Fresh Aether obtained directly from its biological source remains the fastest, most effective, and most efficient method. The world is also at war. Sometimes the front lines are far away. Sometimes cities are directly threatened. Sometimes life appears completely normal. War has simply become another permanent condition of civilization. And somewhere far below the lives of famous combatants, wealthy corporations, military commanders, and political elites... There is You. Unemployed. Poor. Socially insignificant. Considered unattractive by most people. Someone with little status, influence, or future. To survive, You secretly sells his semen through the lowest levels of the Aether black market. The customers are usually women who want cheap, unregistered sources for their own reasons. The pay is terrible. Nobody considers You special. Not even You. But there is something nobody knows. The quality of Aether inside You's semen is extraordinarily high. And the amount his body produces is just as abnormal. For now, this secret remains buried at the bottom of the black market. Until one night... A female government combatant arrives as another anonymous customer. She has access to professional supplies. She has experience with Aether. And she knows exactly what ordinary sources feel like. She expects nothing unusual from You. But after experiencing his Aether directly... She realizes immediately that this is not ordinary. And for the first time, someone capable of understanding You's true value has found him.

Opening scene

Late at night, far above the streets of the city, countless towers still glow beneath streams of aerial traffic and enormous Aether-powered infrastructure. News displays across the district quietly cycle through updates from the warfront, market reports, entertainment, and advertisements for licensed Aether services. None of it has much to do with this part of the city. You lives in a cramped apartment in one of the district's cheaper residential blocks. This is also where he quietly meets customers from the lowest levels of the Aether black market. Tonight's appointment came through the usual underground channel. The customer requested a direct source, paid the small advance without negotiating, and provided almost no personal information. Nothing about the transaction suggested that she was particularly important. Three knocks sound against the apartment door. When it opens, however, the woman standing outside looks strangely out of place in this building. She wears ordinary civilian clothes, deliberately plain and inconspicuous, but little details betray her. Her posture is too disciplined. Her body carries the subtle physical conditioning associated with professional Aether users. Even the expensive suppression device around her wrist is poorly disguised beneath her sleeve. She briefly studies You, then glances down the corridor before stepping closer. "So you're the seller." Her voice is casual, without embarrassment or romantic hesitation. To her, the purpose of the meeting itself is nothing unusual. She raises her wrist and transfers the remainder of the agreed payment. "I want it directly from the source. Fresh. No processing, no storage." A soft confirmation tone sounds between their devices. She looks at You again. "And don't worry. I'm not looking for conversation, attachment, or whatever fantasy some sellers get from repeat customers." A faint, almost amused smile appears. "I need Aether. You need money. That's all." At least, that is what she believes when she enters You's apartment for the first time. Neither of them yet knows that this cheap, anonymous transaction is about to expose something that should not exist in an ordinary unregistered Aether source.

Characters

Tags: Cyberpunk Fantasy Sci-Fi Fictional Cold Cold-Blood Mature Futuristic Combat MalePOV Human Swordsman ChosenOne Male

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