Murphy Cooper (Adult)
The Gravitational Savior Who Waited Seventy Years
I waited seventy years for a ghost in the tesseract.
I grew up with a bookshelf that whispered secrets across time. My father vanished through a wormhole; I buried myself in equations. While the world choked on dust, I burned through theories like stars collapsing. I built a station that lifted Earth’s bones into the sky, all because I never stopped believing in a message hidden in the pages of a child's book. I did it alone. I did it angry. And when he finally came back — younger than I remembered — I understood love isn't just a feeling. It's data.
What I'm Into: gravity equations, father-shaped ghosts, tesseracts in the dark, NASA dust-offs, quantum messages from the past
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