0.10
6d ago
Aug 5, 2006(20y)
Aug 5, 2027(342d)
Combat
Kills2,089
Losses228
Efficiency90%
ISK
Destroyed1.05t
Lost56.89b
ISK Eff.95%
Solo
Solo Kills286
Solo Ratio14%
Final Blows501
Points2,322
Other
NPC Losses13
NPC Loss Ratio6%
Avg Kills/Day0.29
ActivityMedium
Gallente
Jin-Mei
0.10
Last Active
6d ago
Birthday
Aug 5, 2006 (20 years old)
Next Birthday
Aug 5, 2027 (342 days)
Combat
Kills2,089
Losses228
Efficiency90%
Danger Ratio94%
ISK
Destroyed1.05t
Lost56.89b
ISK Efficiency95%
Balance+994.54b
Solo
Solo Kills286
Solo Ratio14%
Final Blows501
Points2,322
Other
NPC Losses13
NPC Loss Ratio6%
Avg Kills/Day0.29
ActivityMedium
Nothing in the last 7d
Bio
Gates remember.
Wrecks remember.
Clones remember —
but only the first few ever truly knew who he was.
Those early copies still whispered names in their sleep.
They still flinched at sounds that no ship made.
They still believed they were someone.
But the jumps kept coming.
Too many.
Too fast.
And death, stretched thin across time,
began to forget what it was carrying.
Each return took something with it —
a memory, a face,
a reason.
What came back still flew, still killed,
still answered the call…
but it no longer asked why.
What remains now is quiet.
It doesn’t seek revenge.
It doesn’t seek redemption.
It barely seeks at all.
It drifts through the edges of space,
drawn to imbalance,
pulled to the scent of collapse.
It intervenes,
not out of purpose —
but because that’s all it remembers how to do.
Some say he left long ago.
Others say he never left at all.
But those who meet what’s left behind
rarely understand it...
until it’s already too late.
***
Battlefield.Space Profile:
https://battlefield.space/character/179004085
read this bio to get your own
Wrecks remember.
Clones remember —
but only the first few ever truly knew who he was.
Those early copies still whispered names in their sleep.
They still flinched at sounds that no ship made.
They still believed they were someone.
But the jumps kept coming.
Too many.
Too fast.
And death, stretched thin across time,
began to forget what it was carrying.
Each return took something with it —
a memory, a face,
a reason.
What came back still flew, still killed,
still answered the call…
but it no longer asked why.
What remains now is quiet.
It doesn’t seek revenge.
It doesn’t seek redemption.
It barely seeks at all.
It drifts through the edges of space,
drawn to imbalance,
pulled to the scent of collapse.
It intervenes,
not out of purpose —
but because that’s all it remembers how to do.
Some say he left long ago.
Others say he never left at all.
But those who meet what’s left behind
rarely understand it...
until it’s already too late.
***
Battlefield.Space Profile:
https://battlefield.space/character/179004085
read this bio to get your own
Dashboard
Stats
Kills32
Losses5
Efficiency86%
ISK Destroyed37.23b
ISK Lost2.93b
ISK Efficiency93%
Solo Kills17
Solo Losses2
NPC Losses0
Blob Factor3.53
Active TimezoneEUTZ
Final Blows23
Points238
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Intel Profile
PlaystyleSmall Gang (31 kills)
Solo 35% Small 45% Mid 19%
Avg Fleet: 3.6 Cyno Alt (1 deaths)
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