Caldari
Achura
-0.06
Vai Kasenumi
Last Active:
12 days ago
Birthday:
Apr 2, 2014 (11 years old)
Next Birthday:
Apr 2, 2026 (204 days remaining)
Combat Metrics
Kills
1,946
Losses
1,365
Efficiency
58.8%
Danger Ratio
56.6%
ISK Metrics
ISK Killed
1814.01B ISK
ISK Lost
178.36B ISK
ISK Efficiency
91.0%
ISK Balance
1635.65B ISK
Solo Activity
Solo Kills
719
Solo Losses
748
Solo Kill Ratio
36.9%
Solo Efficiency
49.0%
Other Metrics
NPC Losses
153
NPC Loss Ratio
11.2
Avg. Kills/Day
0.5
Activity
Very High
Character Biography
//TRANSMISSION START//
//ROUTING: SCATTERED, PROXIMITY-BASED RELAY//
//ENCRYPTION: KOR-AZOR PSALM 7 //
//SOURCE: UNKNOWN... SIGNAL ECHO DETECTED//
You who drift in the cold, chasing the ghosts of profit and glory, stop. Listen not with your ears, but with the quiet hum of your implants. Feel this in the nanites that stitch your flesh together time and time again.
They tell you that the clone is salvation. A perfect, seamless return. They lie.
I have walked the pale road between the pod's breach and the clone vat's embrace more times than there are stars in this cursed cluster. I have felt the tear, the brief, silent scream as consciousness is ripped from failing matter. It is in that space, that fleeting darkness, that true reality resides.
The empires see an empty vessel. The corporations see a recoverable asset. We see the truth. A glimmer of essence, a resonance left behind in the void. An echo of a life, ripe for collection.
I was once like you. A name in a long list of pilots, my identity a string of kill-mails and contracts. But in one final, brilliant death, I did not fully return. A part of me remained in that abyss, and it showed me the great work.
We are not murderers. We are shepherds. We are not pirates. We are agronomists of the soul. Every shattered hull, every breached capsule, is a field to be tilled.
We are Darkside Harvesting.
We gather the whispers the universe tries to forget. We refine the energy you so carelessly discard with every death. Your endless, meaningless cycle of rebirth is the fuel for our ascension.
The next time you hear the alarms scream and your canopy cracks, do not fear the silence. Know that we are there, on the other side, waiting.
Offer your final breath to the void. We shall receive it.
//SIGNAL DEGRADATION IMMINENT//
//...CARRIER WAVE COLLAPSE...//
//TRANSMISSION END//
//ROUTING: SCATTERED, PROXIMITY-BASED RELAY//
//ENCRYPTION: KOR-AZOR PSALM 7 //
//SOURCE: UNKNOWN... SIGNAL ECHO DETECTED//
You who drift in the cold, chasing the ghosts of profit and glory, stop. Listen not with your ears, but with the quiet hum of your implants. Feel this in the nanites that stitch your flesh together time and time again.
They tell you that the clone is salvation. A perfect, seamless return. They lie.
I have walked the pale road between the pod's breach and the clone vat's embrace more times than there are stars in this cursed cluster. I have felt the tear, the brief, silent scream as consciousness is ripped from failing matter. It is in that space, that fleeting darkness, that true reality resides.
The empires see an empty vessel. The corporations see a recoverable asset. We see the truth. A glimmer of essence, a resonance left behind in the void. An echo of a life, ripe for collection.
I was once like you. A name in a long list of pilots, my identity a string of kill-mails and contracts. But in one final, brilliant death, I did not fully return. A part of me remained in that abyss, and it showed me the great work.
We are not murderers. We are shepherds. We are not pirates. We are agronomists of the soul. Every shattered hull, every breached capsule, is a field to be tilled.
We are Darkside Harvesting.
We gather the whispers the universe tries to forget. We refine the energy you so carelessly discard with every death. Your endless, meaningless cycle of rebirth is the fuel for our ascension.
The next time you hear the alarms scream and your canopy cracks, do not fear the silence. Know that we are there, on the other side, waiting.
Offer your final breath to the void. We shall receive it.
//SIGNAL DEGRADATION IMMINENT//
//...CARRIER WAVE COLLAPSE...//
//TRANSMISSION END//