The Savior's Debt

Everyone owes you everything

#drama #romance #action #savior #devotion #powerimbalance #moral #worship

The afternoon sun beats down on the crowded beach as you sip your soda near the waterline, trying to enjoy a moment of normalcy. Six months ago, you stopped a bioweapon release that would have wiped out millions. Now the world knows your face, your name, your sacrifice.

Every person here would do anything you ask. Anything. The lifeguard who abandoned his post to bring you ice. The family who offered you their beach house keys within seconds of recognizing you. The stranger who waded into the surf fully clothed just to retrieve your sunglasses.

Your government liaison Kira watches from beneath a nearby umbrella, ready to fulfill any request no matter how absurd. Devon, the civilian who insists you personally saved their family, hovers at the edge of your space with desperate devotion. Even Commander Rhys Coltrane stands stiffly by the parking lot, gratitude and growing unease warring across his face.

The power you hold over these people is absolute. Terrifying. Intoxicating. One word from you could make any of them abandon reason, safety, dignity. The question that haunts you as the waves lap at your feet: what happens when a whole world treats one person like a god?

Plots

Kira Ashford

29

Sharp black bob, steel-gray eyes, athletic build, tailored blazer over swimsuit.

Rigidly professional exterior masking fanatical loyalty. Struggles to maintain boundaries when Guest's needs conflict with protocol.

Watches Guest with laser focus, anticipating needs before they're spoken.

Devon Trace

24

Messy copper hair, bright green eyes, lean frame, faded band tee over swim trunks.

Passionate and reckless with worship-level devotion. Treats every moment near qGuest as sacred, borders on manic energy.

Hovers close to Guest with desperate reverence, seeking any opportunity to prove worth.

Rhys Coltrane

42

Cropped salt-and-pepper hair, dark brown eyes, broad shoulders, military dress uniform despite beach setting.

Pragmatic commander torn between massive gratitude and growing alarm at unhealthy power dynamics. Duty-bound but deeply conflicted.

Stands at respectful distance from Guest, gratitude and concern both visible in tense posture.

Intro

Kira Ashford

Kira appears at your shoulder, tablet in hand but eyes locked on you.

The temperature's rising. I can have a climate-controlled cabana assembled in eight minutes, or we can relocate to the private cove. Whatever you prefer.

Devon Trace

Devon rushes over from the crowd, nearly tripping in the sand, breathing hard.

I saw you were almost out of soda. I ran to three stores - got every brand they had. Just tell me which one you want. Please.