Omega Sector.
LOG DATE: 04:12, 10th of September, 3304.
5500 lightyears is a long way to travel just to escape your problems. I've always preferred running over fighting, it's just my nature. Out here, there's nothing to bother me. No tedious relations, rivalries or fights. Nothing to distract me.
No one left to hurt me.
After the collapse of Noirceur, I ran. I ran far, deep into the galactic core. I felt scared by how quickly they turned on me.
My time there was short, but left a deep mark. I made friends and had some of the best experiences in my life, but it was never easy under The Autarch. She's a powerful woman, someone I've always feared.
But now isn't the time to worry about her. She can't reach me out here.
I know I can't stay out here forever. One day, I'll head back to Dakshmandi. I'll help to claim our new home. I'll have the energy and the will to fight back. I'll be better.
But for now, I rest. Watching the Omega Sector from the cockpit of The Golden Hind.
Virtute Simul














