Cynthia Allertz

Chaos...the black sky is full of chaos. Ship after ship destroyed by the ruthless and greedy, the avarice in their eyes blinding them from the morality of their deeds. Innocent after innocent, their ships in shreds, floating away from the work and effort of too many a day for it to end as scrap in the void.

Someone needs to step in, protect the sky from the chaos. One to bring back the light so we may see the shadow enveloping us, and to fight it back behind our exhaust. One to darken their own path so that other's may shimmer once more.

My sin for their future, my shadow for their light. By my missile I shall help launch the path of humanity back towards the stars, for mine is the missile that shall pierce through to the heavens.