Those pilots... those sailors... I'm always gonna carry that weight.


Gasping in fright, pain in multiple parts of his body, he jumps out of the cryopod and collapses.
He turns back at federation scientists, still uncertain of the situation, he prepares himself for any type of attack.
Slowly realizes the people around him are not hostile, he notices he has lost sense in his left eye, and his over all condition was not well at all.
"W-whats going on..!? I-i-i can't s-see from my left eye!!?" he gasps, "Who the hell are all of you!?"
"Try to relax, sir." a confident scientist replies, "You have been in sleep for a very, very long time.. and unfortunately your cryosleep has been unstable throughout the centuries.."
Lazarus sees with his one working eye, his right arm almost just skin and bones, realizes his other numbness of his body are in the same state..
"We must take you to medical treatment at once!" the scientist trying to calm him before he can say anything more. "...but congratulations sir, once we wake up all of your crew, you're all famous!"


Time passes, Lazarus's limbs and left eye are replaced by bio-synthetic technology.
He waited for every member of his crew everyday in cryosleep, woken by the scientist aboard the ruins of the Kaga-Kai-Ni; A great war era heavy stellar fighter carrier.
Now awaken in a outstandingly advanced era prior to theirs, Lazarus insisted on retiring and starting on his second life, since the war he have fought and led has been over for a long long time ago.
Yet authorities thought otherwise. Recommissioning the legendary TENGU fleet that has been gone for centuries, Lazarus was only meant to join. But at a much more easier roll, due to not wanting to experience the responsibility of losing hundreds of people during the great war...

He now works mainly as logistics, but frequently takes part in bounty hunting missions with his fellow TENGU members. Usually on his new pride "Rainmaker"