Caldari
Achura
3.41
AyaAsahina
Last Active:
about 7 hours ago
Birthday:
Jan 23, 2023 (2 years old)
Next Birthday:
Jan 23, 2026 (134 days remaining)
Combat Metrics
Kills
0
Losses
52
Efficiency
0.0%
Danger Ratio
0.0%
ISK Metrics
ISK Killed
0 ISK
ISK Lost
1.85B ISK
ISK Efficiency
0.0%
ISK Balance
-1,847,992,691 ISK
Solo Activity
Solo Kills
0
Solo Losses
43
Solo Kill Ratio
0%
Solo Efficiency
0.0%
Other Metrics
NPC Losses
25
NPC Loss Ratio
48.1
Avg. Kills/Day
0.0
Activity
Low
Character Biography
Name: Aya Asahina
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Aya Asahina was born and raised in the Caldari State—a nation built on corporate order, precision, and unyielding discipline. Her childhood was defined by structure: early education in economics and tactics, corporate loyalty drilled into her every thought, and dreams of one day serving the State in a meaningful capacity. That dream shattered the night the Guristas Pirates came.
The raid was swift and merciless. Her settlement was left in flames, and Aya—barely into adulthood—was dragged away. Because of her striking beauty, she was spared execution, but condemned to something far worse. Sold into captivity, she became the personal property of high-ranking Guristas, a prize to be passed between them. The years that followed were a nightmare of degradation and psychological torment, yet within her, something hardened. She learned to smile when she had to, to listen more than she spoke, and to read the smallest signs of danger or opportunity. Survival became her only mission.
When the moment finally came, she seized it. Slipping away during a shift change, she overpowered a drunken guard, stripped him of his uniform, and walked the halls as if she belonged there. Her gamble paid off—no one looked twice. With calculated calm masking the storm inside, she infiltrated a secure docking bay, boarded a lightly guarded Worm-class frigate, and initiated launch.
The escape was chaos. Guristas vessels scrambled to intercept, pirate comms blared threats, and every jump through low-security space was a gamble with death. More than once, her shields flickered to nothing, hull integrity bleeding away before she could warp out. By the time she crossed into Caldari space, her frigate was barely holding together—and so was she.
Her survival drew the quiet attention of the Caldari Navy. Officially, she was just another civilian rescued from pirates. Unofficially, her audacity and resilience marked her as someone worth watching. Within months, she was approached with an offer: work for the State, off the record, in operations that never make the news. Aya accepted without hesitation.
Now, Aya fights not only for Caldari interests but for herself—to reclaim every piece of dignity the Guristas tried to take. Her vengeance is patient, methodical, and inevitable. Somewhere out there, the men who once owned her still live. And she is coming for them.
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Aya Asahina was born and raised in the Caldari State—a nation built on corporate order, precision, and unyielding discipline. Her childhood was defined by structure: early education in economics and tactics, corporate loyalty drilled into her every thought, and dreams of one day serving the State in a meaningful capacity. That dream shattered the night the Guristas Pirates came.
The raid was swift and merciless. Her settlement was left in flames, and Aya—barely into adulthood—was dragged away. Because of her striking beauty, she was spared execution, but condemned to something far worse. Sold into captivity, she became the personal property of high-ranking Guristas, a prize to be passed between them. The years that followed were a nightmare of degradation and psychological torment, yet within her, something hardened. She learned to smile when she had to, to listen more than she spoke, and to read the smallest signs of danger or opportunity. Survival became her only mission.
When the moment finally came, she seized it. Slipping away during a shift change, she overpowered a drunken guard, stripped him of his uniform, and walked the halls as if she belonged there. Her gamble paid off—no one looked twice. With calculated calm masking the storm inside, she infiltrated a secure docking bay, boarded a lightly guarded Worm-class frigate, and initiated launch.
The escape was chaos. Guristas vessels scrambled to intercept, pirate comms blared threats, and every jump through low-security space was a gamble with death. More than once, her shields flickered to nothing, hull integrity bleeding away before she could warp out. By the time she crossed into Caldari space, her frigate was barely holding together—and so was she.
Her survival drew the quiet attention of the Caldari Navy. Officially, she was just another civilian rescued from pirates. Unofficially, her audacity and resilience marked her as someone worth watching. Within months, she was approached with an offer: work for the State, off the record, in operations that never make the news. Aya accepted without hesitation.
Now, Aya fights not only for Caldari interests but for herself—to reclaim every piece of dignity the Guristas tried to take. Her vengeance is patient, methodical, and inevitable. Somewhere out there, the men who once owned her still live. And she is coming for them.