he would miss his family over and over again
By age ten, Renée was building radios from scrap, tuning them to frequencies no one else could hear. He claimed the voices weren’t human—and yet felt familiar. The agency began watching him after an incident in a forest, where Renée emerged days later speaking fluent Quechua an ancient indigenous South American language... He had never left Québec.
Time didn’t work the same for Renée. He saw patterns others didn’t. By his twenties, he had degrees in astrophysics and systems engineering, and a reputation for solving unsolvable problems. But emotionally? He was distant. Haunted. Grieving losses no one around him could name.
he felt everything... and he was remembered
When selected for the mission, he barely blinked. The suits already bore his name.
His name would be remembered by people who never met him.
Some souls are meant to be the tether between timelines.