CITIZEN DOSSIER

I woke up in a spaceport repair dock, my memory wiped clean. I didn’t know who I was or where I came from, but I found a way to survive—fixing ships and taking odd jobs. I wasn’t tall or imposing, just a guy who knew how to get things done.

When a massive biomechanical creature began attacking ships in orbit, I couldn’t stand by. Armed with a plasma cutter, I boarded a fighter and launched into battle.

The creature was relentless, but something clicked inside me. I moved without thinking, handling the ship and weapons like I had done it a thousand times before.

I disabled the creature and returned to the port, hailed as a hero. But that victory raised more questions than answers—who was I really? And why did I know exactly what to do when everything around me was a blur?

And so, my story unfolds.