I guess you could say I got lucky.

After all, I'm supposed to be dead. no? I'm a reborn. I'm someone else whose life got fed up of him, but some scientists that believed some fancy Gallente tales decided it would be best to give me another shot.

I have no idea who I was. I have no idea if this is my second life or my fourtieth. I don't know a damn thing about myself and it's none of my frigging fault.

So if that means I'm lucky, then so be it.

But I'm here right now. And I'm ready. Whoever are the people I were before, they don't matter at all. Because they don't matter to anyone else and to history. But that's about to change.

I sure as hell won't let myself be forgotten again, not by me, and not by anyone else.

I am the master of my fate, I am the captain of my soul.
- William Ernest Henley