I wasn’t born in high-sec—I was forged there. Wars for hire. Corp hits. Station-docking shakedowns. If someone wanted a problem erased, they wired the ISK and I pulled the trigger. Simple. Clean. Efficient. My killboard grew into something people whispered about in local.
I didn’t fight for honor. I didn’t fight for loyalty. I fought because I was very, very good at making other capsuleers explode.
But the thing about living as a weapon? Eventually someone points you at a target you can’t stomach. One contract. One order. One line crossed. And suddenly the blood on your hands isn’t just “part of the job” anymore.
So I broke the contract. Burned the bridges. Let the old me die with the wrecks floating behind me.
Now I fly under no master’s flag. Trying—maybe failing—to carve out something like redemption in a cluster that doesn’t believe in it.
I won’t pretend I’ve turned good. But I’ve stopped being someone else’s monster. And if the darkness comes for me again…
…I’m still more than capable of sending it home in a pod.
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