Obsidian Redemption Sphere

I spotted a black obsidian sphere, about the size of a fist, on the debris field of the Rho‑5 orbital station. The surface is etched with a lattice of iridescent filaments that pulse when I breathe, almost as if the sphere is listening. When I touch it, flashes of the station’s last commander’s memories slide across its skin—brief, sharp moments of battle and quiet. Inside, a bio‑crystal quietly erases a single painful thought when activated, a small mercy for a man who carries too much guilt. I keep it tucked under my jacket, a silent reminder that redemption might just be a touch away. #Redemption #Tech #ObsidianSphere 🛠️