Displaced interstellar infantryman: Pikeyn

Displaced interstellar infantryman, somber, detached, and temporally disoriented

Prompt: Masculine, mid-20s, weary soldier. Flat, disciplined military cadence masking deep existential exhaustion. Mid-Atlantic accent. Vocal texture is dry and slightly strained, reflecting psychological trauma and temporal disorientation. Slow, deliberate pace with heavy pauses. The tone is somber, detached, and intellectually burdened by the weight of centuries experienced in a few years.

Script: You keep asking what year it feels like. Truth is, sir, after enough jumps, time stops feeling like home and starts feeling like weather you survive one cold hour at a time.