Former commander of the Crimson Rabbit Strike Wing, Guristas. They called me the Full Metal Bitch. Not behind my back – to my face. And I wore it like a medal. I’ve led more raids than I can remember. Watched stations burn. My wing hit convoys so hard they started routing through high-sec just to avoid us. Every ambush – flawless. No hesitation. No mercy.
Then I looked around and saw what Guristas had become. Power struggles. Petty feuds. Chasing ISK. They forgot honor. They forgot loyalty. The machine we once rose against? We became just another broken gear in it.
But I refused to break. I sought a place where strength is respected, and loyalty is absolute. I found refuge in the Great Khanid Kingdom. It was the benevolence of King Khanid that granted me a new life. He saw a warrior, not a pirate. He gave me sanctuary when the rest of the galaxy wanted me dead.
The Full Metal Bitch is still here. But now, I don't fight for loot. I fight for the Throne. For the King. For the Kingdom. To the end.