Born into a military family i was indoctrinated into the Gallente military at a early age goin throught the toughtest training the Gallente millitary could dish out till i became of age being given command of a Megathron class battleship i fought for the Gallente ideals till i my ship was damaged and abbandon by those who i once called comrades as my ship drifted into space as my surviving crew turn on eachother and slaughter eachother drifting into space for months i was the last survivor before a Abbadon class battleship pulled up next to my wreck of a once proud ship as i limped to the airlock as the door open a tall Ammarian steped in with a grin of pure evil as i fell to the ground almost unconcious he caught me with a wicked smile he said to me.

"You belong to me now"

When i awoke i was in his care from that day on i swore my loyalty to him for saving my life

My dark lord Darica The 3rd