I was born among the stars of a low-sec system, but I died for the first time in the trenches of a war no one remembers. I am a Capsuleer. While others fear the void, I call it home.
I’ve watched entire Titan fleets burn on the horizon of B-R5RB and stripped ore in the darkest corners of Null-sec, always with one eye on the directional scanner. I don't fight for flags or nations; I fight for the honor of my corporation and the roar of my Warp drives.
My body is flesh, but my mind is silicon and starships. If you destroy me today, I will wake up in a new clone tomorrow—wiser and more lethal. I am not looking for peace; I’m looking for the next jump.
You want my loot? Come and get it. Just remember: in space, no one can hear your hull breach.