Entry #001
16 Feb 2024Ice C. Fyrgun
Today marks a milestone in my journey through the cosmos – the acquisition of my provisional pilot's license. The thrill of navigating the vastness of space is exhilarating, and yet, my gaze is firmly fixed on a much grander prize.The stars above may have witnessed countless Elite pilots rise and fall over the eons, their tales etched in the fabric of time. But for me, the allure lies not in the distant echoes of the past; it lies in the pulsating heartbeat of the present, in the exclusive ranks of the Arena Champions.
Sure, Elites were revered, perhaps a millennium ago, but times have changed. The pursuit of becoming one of the heroic few who call Attilius home has become my singular obsession. There's a certain prestige, an unmatched honor that accompanies being a champion of Attilius, and it eclipses any accolade the galaxy might bestow upon a mere Elite.
The legends of Attilius Orbital beckon, and the challenges within the arena await my arrival. I can almost taste the anticipation, the electric atmosphere of battles yet to be fought, victories yet to be claimed.
The journey to Attilius is not a leisurely cruise through the stars; it's a relentless pursuit, a race against time and competition. But my determination burns brighter than the fiercest supernova. Today, the provisional pilot's license is a mere footnote in the epic tale I am crafting – a tale destined to be etched among the Champions of Attilius.
The galaxy may change, technologies may evolve, but the honor of being one of the few who can call Attilius home transcends the boundaries of time. And I will get there.