Into Space

I don't remember exactly what led me to become a capsuleer. Perhaps is was the stories of old, the epic wars over systems, such as the BoB defense of F-TE1T System, Delve, against the invasion of the Coalition forces in an attempt to destroy the supposed production of a Leviathan-class Titan. Perhaps it was the allure of riches, trading, production, mining, all ways to untold wealth. Regardless, I finally entered my POD to join the ranks of the Immortal Capsuleers.

Immortality has come at great cost. The process of preparing my body for cloning and neural implants has not been kind. The mind is such a fragile thing and still not fully understood. Opening of the various regions of the brain to allow for neural implants causes irreparable damage to those very regions to be augmented. In preparation for opening slot 2 to install memory augmentation implants parts of my memory was damaged. I've forgotton most of my child hood, the doctors say the memories are technically still intact, but merely severed from the rest of the brain.

Here begins the story of my life as an Immortal Capsuleer . . .