|Affiliation:||The Lane Hackers|
As you are already aware i come from Ageira, but my story begun many years ago.
I was born in Planet Honshu, by wealthy parents, both working in the Gas Miners Guild. Our "home" was in Aomori Station, in Honshu. They were working in offices there on the HQ. I dont remember much of my childhood. They never cared about me. They never wanted me in the first place, they viewed me as something that took money away from them. Money that could be used to make their lives better. When i became an adult i left home. Never to see them again. I stole a ship from the station and flied away from Kusari. Thankfully i knew how to fly very well since my best friend, who i met in the GMG Academy that my parents were sending me to, was training to be stationed on the outside systems influenced by the GMG, systems that often fell victim to Outcast and Corsair attacks. My friend died from a training accident, that no one ever spoke out. GMG never publicised the accident and told every employee to forget about it.
I had no destination, nowhere to go to, no family and no friends left. So i decided i'd set course for Liberty, since Liberty was the closest to me and the easiest to get to.
I initially tried to find a job on DSE, but they wouldnt accept me because i had no Engineering knowledge. And they werent going to send me in an Academy for free. After DSE turned me down, i decided to apply to Ageira. They offered me free training on their Academies, and a job after the training was complete, on Pueblo station.
The Academy years went on normally, nothing special happening. Until I got my job at Pueblo.
I never liked the people there. Everyone was looking at me like i was below them; "A Kusarian in our station? Working the same job as us?" I heard them say behind my back.
Days of gossiping behind my back became months. Months became years, and my hatred for them grew ever stronger.
I couldnt take it anymore. I would've never imagined that it would come to this, but that day proved to be the day i was reborn into a new life. I shot a man talking **** about how im a bastard and i dont belong here. And before i notice it, the alarms start ringing. The private security that guarded the facility proved to be no joke. I locked myself in my room. And thats when.... you found me. I dont know how you found me, but you did. I read your message, and i thought to myself that this could be a new beginning. A new... life.
All security agents are instructed to capture or terminate the subject through the usage of overwhelming force under the assumption that it is well armed and extremely dangerous. If captured the target is to be transferred to the nearest facility to be interrogated.