The past is empty.
No trace at all.

For me the world started around 15 years ago when an old Amarr couple found my young body barely alive in a wreck.
I had no memory, they just had lost their only son.

They took over me and treated me like their second son.
My father taught me everything he knows about warfare and Amarr ships. From time to time some other skills surfaced from my past, but my memory stayed an empty wall.
Growing being an Minmatar in an Amarr world is not easy, but I was loved and learn to like the Empire. I was happy.

Today my mother peacefully and joined her son and husband.

Tomorrow I will take the frigate I restored in the hangar.
I do not know the path I will follow.
But it's time to unlock what is waiting inside of me and fulfill the journey I started so many years ago.