Born in the silence of dead space, I learned early that trust is a liability.

I don’t fly for glory.
I don’t fight for honor.

I fly because the void listens… and I answer.

From shattered alliances to forgotten systems, my name drifts through comms like a warning.
Some call me a pirate.
Others call me a ghost.

Either way —
If you see me on grid, it’s already too late.