I have lost alot in the wars, friends, family those who could not be graced with the rebirth of cloning,

I was part of the DUST514 wars under the alias Grimm Yin, i was a sniper and ADS pilot and a good one at that, i was given that name based on my kill count mostly as the sniper, as i was able to get into enemy lines and out undetected, shooting from impossible positions, by time you realised where i shot you from i was all ready gone, taking out my foes one by one in a series of random positions, i had no pin point spot, only know that if i seen you, you were good as gone, wether it be by my sniper or my blade that i had that was handed down to me by generations, despite being pushed into the war, despite me wanting to go another path it seems i was good at killing, it just came natural.

My setup was using an experimental scout suit designed for mobillity, utilising new cloaking tech and a modifier for jumping at accelerated heights, if i could think of an odd position that any normal suit couldn't get to, i was there, no matter the height, no matter the position, it was as if the field was my play ground, my second specialty was getting into enemy lines with the same suit and taking out enemy snipers utilising my blade and cloaking tech, they had no idea i was coming, they were always too focused on the distance instead of watching out from the shadows, it was always amusing as sometimes i would go to the effort into taking them out with my blade instead of my rifle, it was just too easy, sitting in the shadows watching them through my scope, they had no idea what was coming for them, so i take it upon my self as a challenge, traverse the field on foot instead of shooting them and take them out with my blade, it yearned for blood and i gladly indulged it.

Alas i have chosen a new path and hope i can help instead of take, this is my new journey.