Born True Amarr.
Raised by the Imperial Religious Traditions.
Trained to be an Imperial Soldier.
God's weapon and armor.
A cleansing flame.
Bound to family, clan and name.
Strict and unforgiving.
Full of Pride and Prejudice.

Killed.

Reborn.

Death is a learning experience to us all.
Saw my insignificance as an individual.
Learned about the value of others.
There is no race.
There are no Bloodlines.
There is only me, you and them.
We are all capsuleers, madmen to our equals.
You are my foe, you are my friend.
Approach me as how you want to be seen:
I defend my friends.
I battle my enemies.

In rebirth, I live again.
By the will of God.
Now, and until the end of time.