Growing up wasn't easy. Being born into an amarrian family, expelled from your ancestral society and cultur won't allow that. My parrents tried to stay a part of the amarrian society even as they renounced the belives so many amarrians holds dear in a very unsubtle way. Adopting an outcast minmatar boy and gracing him with the family name.
Don't misunderstand me here. I never was and never will be a beliver, and I love my Brother with all of my heart. Those are actually the exact reasons why it all became unbearable. As my new brother started at the academy at age 4 we were already the laughing stock of the entirety of the staition. Even the teachers would't hold mean comments back, and our grades heavily showcased the hatred that was held for us.
After having begged our parents to leave amarr space space for moths without getting a real answer from them we decided to run away, but we were gonna do it right. we took our time scouted out a group of people, The Saraki Group, who followed a set of ideals we could nothing but agree with.

then we moved, took all our belongings and went to our new home, as a last act of retribution we both changed our names to insult the family name that had ruined our childhood.

In -TSGC we were met by friendly and understanding faces, all having left home. Especially one guy helped us trough the trauma we had expirienced. Joey Anezzare only few months older than us, a long time miner from a happy family. He might not seem like the obvious choice, but his upbringing in a gallente family made him easy to talk with.

With my skills for fleet boosting and Joeys and H3RM3's skills in mining we became a little very tight knit working force. always working together, but also allowin for new corp members to join in on the fleets.

as we moved out into null sec and eventually joined CVA many memories from my past flared up, and the week up till the joining I was only held together by my brother and Joey. however once in CVA I realised that even though being loyal to the amarian emprie they had seen enough not to juge pepole by their race.

still I have to say that the move from CVA to Sev3rance when Providence fell was a weight of my shoulders. even if leaving -TSGC behind was wierd I agree with everyone we moved with it's the people making our gruop great, not our name.