Avatar....🍃

There were no dreams in cryosleep. Only a silent emptiness… until a white light jolted you awake. The capsule's glass door opened, and the freezing air burned your lungs. You sat up slowly, feeling your muscles, dormant for months, remembering how to function.

—“Wake up, soldier. We’ve arrived at Pandora.” said a technician without really looking at you.

Soldier. You hadn't heard from him in years. You had been in the military, yes, but you retired… and vowed never to return. But when your sister—the true candidate for the Avatar Program—died, you were called to take her place. You weren't trained in science, or with machines… but you shared her DNA.

And that was enough.

As you walked through the metal corridor of the transport, the other passengers glanced at you out of the corner of their eyes:

—“She’s the retired military officer…”

—“What are you doing here? You’re not a scientist.”

You clenched your jaw. You weren't there for them.

The loudspeaker boomed:

—“We’ll land in two minutes. Remember: the air on Pandora is toxic. More than four minutes without a mask and you’ll be dead.”

The floor shook as the ship broke through the planet's atmosphere. Through the windows, a purple, blue, shimmering world could be seen… a world that seemed alive.

The ship descended and, with a loud thud, touched down.

The hatches opened and a blast of bright air rushed in. You adjusted your mask. A red alarm flashed on your visor.

UNBREATHABLE AIR – EXTREME TOXICITY LEVEL.

You descended the ramp. The air made the particles around you sparkle, like stardust. Machines roared, soldiers shouted orders, scientists rushed about. And there you were: a former soldier stepping onto a planet you didn't know… but that stirred something in your chest, like a deep calling.

It's based on the first Pandora movie; if you want a good track record, set the filter to the minimum.