It has finally happened. I have come of age. Old enough to be put in charge of my very own ship to help conquer the skies in the name of people of Crete.
Mi padre, a hardworking man building ships on Tripoli for the great nation, has built me my very own Titan to take to the skies with. It is of the finest quality ever to have left the shipyard. He has put some loving touches on it, to ensure the safety of his only hija. Some extra armor, a tweaked engine, and improved shielding coupled with overcharged weapons will all suit me well when the day comes that I have to battle. Mi madre, working hard at home to keep us all fed with what little we have is so worried for my safety, but I ensured her that our pilots and ships are of the finest to ever be unleashed into the universe. I will be in the best hands while out there fighting with my hermanos y hermanas.
I will dedicate every waking hour to training, until the day that I am ready to call myself a member of The Brotherhood. When that day comes, our losses will be few and our victories and celebrations infinite.
Never again will I go to bed with an empty tummy because there is nothing to eat, but I will still fast from time to time to remind me of my humble beginnings, and to reignite my hatred of the people who shuns us causing our people's suffering.
I pledge allegiance to you, members of La Hermandad.
