My name's Raul Diego.
I was born on Planet Crete, from a militant father and a nurse mother.
We were part of the poor population of our Nation, which is about 90% of it.
We always had food issues like everyone else, but we always managed to live in every possible situation.
At age of 15 my father was sentenced to dead by the Elder Council for treason, because he wanted to steal food for us so we can eat.
From that moment I've sworn hate to the Elders because they kept food from us while we were starving.
So I started studying fighting.
I went to my father's friend Paulo to get trained since he was part of the military. He sustained my father's cause but didn't want to risk to get caught.
At the age of 20 I was a very good pilot on his ship, a Gladiator Class Heavy Fighter which is a formidable ship.
But something happened right when we were flying.
We got caught by a patrol there training without permission, so we had to run from there.
We refuged on Freeport in Omicron Theta.
There I finshed my training.
Meanwhile I've heard about you and your cause, which I want to support in memory of my father.
