This is my ship. There are many like it, but this one mine. It is my life. I must master it as I must
master my life. Without me my ship is useless. Without my ship, I am useless. I must fly my ship
true. I must fly better than the enemy who is trying to kill me. I must destroy him before he
destroys me. I will. My ship and I know that what counts in war is not the rounds we fire,
the noise of our guns, or the flare of our missles. We know that it is the hits that count.
We will hit. My ship is human, even as I am human, because it is my life.
Thus, I will learn it as a brother. I will learn its weaknesses, its strengths,
its bonuses, and its modules. I will keep my ship clean and ready, even as
I am clean and ready. We will become part of each other.
Before God i swear this creed. My ship and I are the defenders of my Corp.
We are the masters of our enemy. We are the saviors of my life.
So be it, until victory is ours and there is no enemy.