CMDR'S LOG 29063303
28 Jun 2017Urcuchillay
<29.06.3303>Flying through the wreckage of my first kill, I felt a bloodlust come over me, the rush, the thrill of the chase... I'd just killed another human being and I felt nothing, no remorse, no regret, nothing at all. The very idea of that should repulse me. Yet it doesn't. I feel it inside of me that I'm an honorable man, a man who doesn't kill for joy, a man who enjoys making an honest living, Yet... There's something inside me that wasn't there before my blackout, and it's itching to get out..
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