Panthera Lynx

Exploring space in my tiny frigate, armed with a civilian issue gun for self-defense, didn’t work as well as I hoped it would. Eventually died in an ambush; clearly, there was too much I didn’t know. Never seen an invisible ship before. Felt vulnerable in my tiny frigate every time I undocked from one of those gigantic space stations that Caldari space is so littered with. Decided to go back to university, even found a home on campus that I felt safe in. Minmatar stations work like that in kind of the same way as skyscrapers with lightning rods. You know something is going to explode, but it’s probably not going to be you.

Thus, I’m back to reading about the stars in a small chamber I rent – only now it’s dwarfed by a hangar full of ships and exotic goods acquired in years of traveling. I’ll survive my children, even though they don’t know that – shipped them the remains of my original body back when I died. They even had a little ceremony. Watched it from the bridge of my ship.