We found the singularity… It should've sent us where we were destined to go… Instead, we are here. Working up from dangerous, shady deals in backwater systems
Then I discovered; to ensure my survival all I had to do was die… Having a physiology slightly different than most here, the process was scarring; physically and mentally. I went mad… but only slightly
It is the consensual hallucination experienced by thousands of other capsuleers… Graphic representations of data abstracted from computer banks. Unthinkable complexity. Lines of green light ranged in the nonspace of my mind, clusters & constellations of data
These days I prefer high class to shady deals… I'd gladly exchange the turrets & missiles for clean suits & data ports.
But in this universe… you can't have one without the other