"The stronger the weapon you awaken, the greater your chance of survival.”
That’s the law on Mars, humanity’s last refuge after Earth fell.

After the mysterious death of the Red Space Dragon, the most powerful of its kind, the surviving dragons tore through Earth in a brutal war, each hunting the lost source of its power. Half the planet was scorched in their wake… and in the chaos, Gavin died. Crushed under rubble. His girlfriend was slaughtered. His dog too.  
Both gone.

But death wasn’t the end.

He awakens on mars - into the future, years later, in a new body. Stronger. Sharper. Not entirely human and with the new name; Tatehan.

Mars, now colonized by desperate  human survivors, is a harsh, dystopian, dangerous world ravaged by wild Martian beasts and alien threats. And here, power is everything.  
Survival depends on awakening ancient weapons — divine swords, elemental guns...

But Tatehan awakens something else entirely, the lost spaceship of the Red Space Dragon.

A sentient vessel. Alien. Unimaginably powerful.  
The ship grants him access to a mysterious system that unlocks alien powers, not all at once, but only through extraordinary feats.

[You have awakened your first ability: Gravity Manipulation — Level One]

Armed with this force, Tatehan will battle monsters, rival factions, and godlike threats.  
He will journey to Venus, Pluto, and Saturn’s moons. 
And from the ashes of Gavin’s past, he will rise, now as Tatehan, not just to survive, but to become a legend feared across the galaxy.

Torvan's eyes widened, understanding dawning on his face almost instantly.


"Wait," he said, his voice rising slightly with excitement. "You're saying you'll use your gravity manipulation to make the mech lighter? So the Thrust Anchor can actually lift it?"


"Yes," Tatehan said, a faint smile almost touching his lips. But it didn't though. He couldn't imagine laughing in a time as this.


Torvan's mind was already racing, running calculations, adjusting parameters and imagining the execution. His expression shifted from doubt to cautious optimism.


"That... that could actually work," he said slowly. "If you can reduce the mech's effective weight enough, the Thrust Anchor should be able to generate enough lift to send it skyward. And if it reaches a certain altitude..." He paused, his grin widening. "...the structural stress alone might tear it apart. Or we could detonate the Anchor mid-flight. Either way, it's down."


Chapter 178 - The Plan