Hello guardians, I am going to start this [b]fan made story[/b] for fun but I would appreciate constructive criticism and tell me if you like the story! [b][i]What is your name?[/i][/b] Omicron 7. [b] [i]Do you remember what you are?[/i][/b] I am a warlock. A male exo warlock. [b][i]Do you know why you are here?[/i][/b] Heavy memory loss, some parts of my data log have been compromised, I came here to regain the ones that I lost. [b] [i]Excellent, now we must begin with the process. But first lets go back to the start. Do you recall what you were before you died and became a guardian?[/i][/b] I do but it is all very vague, i can only see a few instances most of which make sense but others..... [b][i]Doesn´t matter, tell me what you know.[/i][/b] I was basically a walking server in the Ishtar Collective, unlike most exos who were war machines I was a specific unit made to maintain long distance connections between the many corridors of the collective. I spent many years doing the same tasks over and over again, promising scientists went round and about, because of this I got to learn oh so many information that many exo of my time would be unable to even hear. But now this is where things turn a little blurry, I cannot seem to make sense of my death, all I seem to remember is 4 blue eyes staring deep into me while all possible alerts that my system could provide started ringing in my head, then a sharp sting and finally nothing but darkness. Ghost never told me how I died, whenever I asked about it he just seemed.....sad if it is even remotely possible to detect sadness in a one eyed floating light. [b] [i]Can you tell me the exact time of your death?[/i] [/b] No, when I enter my data logs all I see is locked or corrupted data, not even using security protocols am I able to access these memories. [b][i]Then I guess we must start with the examination...[/i][/b]