My memory before the cloning is beyond fuzzy. I remember some sort of parental figures, playing in the sun, laughing, crying, fighting, and loving, But when I try to grasp these images, there is nothing but darkness. At times I think I can almost see these faces; but alas ... nothing.

My real memories begin the moment I was told I was a Capsuleer. At the time the light, the sound, and the feeling of my body against the cold steel bed only allowed me to half listen to the voice speaking inside my head, but I was forever haunted by what she said. "Your first body was destroyed!" At the time, I did not understand what that meant.

What is this life as a Capsuleer? Do we really live forever? Or have we already died and only some twisted memory of who I was half-lives on?

It is my plan to break free from my "unknown-contributor" to see if I can piece together some of these memories. To find myself before I disappear forever and this half-live consumes me into this forever eternity.