Vesper

[Leo]

As Zylar walked down the old deck plating towards his new ships, his mind began to recount the past couple of days.

1. He'd walked in on a shakedown of his boss, Reggie McAllister, and watched him die at the hands of a deadbeat thug.
   
2. The police were called (probably by Milo to set him up) and he'd been arrested for murder.
   
3. Rheinland Police had called Bretonia (a surprising item by itself) and they had been called in to take him back to Bretonia under arrest for his desertion during the Gallic war.
   
4. He'd been freed by a woman claiming to be the granddaughter of Reggie.
   
5. He'd been introduced to Reggie's daughter a few days later in Coronado and given a will with 250 million credits and a fleet of ships.

As he recounted the days in his head, not all of it added up.

Firstly, Reggie and Zylar had barely had any interaction time. He'd helped Zylar land on his feet after arriving in Stuttgart, true. But to leave him his entire empire and not his family? There was something more there, but he'd have to figure out the specifics another time. With what little he'd interacted with Reggie at the bar, he knew that the man was a learned explorer. He'd recount his tales of adventure to the many patrons who would come through the bar on the regular. Painting grand adventures of running from aliens and law enforcement both. He knew he was an avid reader and regularly quoted Alice in Wonderland which is why he smiled at the name the account was opened in. Albus Lepus. Latin for White Rabbit.

Secondly, why the hell would Dianna or Lana save him from his impending doom? It was evident that they knew he was there with Reggie died. Even Dianna blamed him for his death in part. Reggie glanced behind him at the two women following him to the docking platform. There was more there too, but he'd have to dig to find it. He was certain they wouldn't come clean if he asked point blank. Nothing doing but to play along with whatever this was. He'd already paid them for services rendered in his escape. They deserved that much. He figured Reggie would agree.

As they rounded the final corner to the docking and vessel storage platform, he began to take a list.

1. He was going to find Milo and beat the man to death with his own arms.
   
2. Turn the 100 million he had left into more through investments, trading, and other avenues.
   
3. Create an empire?

Zylar snorted to himself. He was no leader, much less an emperor...but a plan had begun to form in the back of his mind after hearing the amount of credits and ships that Reggie had left him...and his parting words in the video he'd left..."Just promise me you'll raise hell and burn a few empire down along the way."

As he arrived at the storage platform, he stopped in front of four ships.

• A Border World Gunboat named White Rabbit.
  
• A Border World Transport named Albus Lepus.
  
• A Civilian VHF named Beanstalk.
  
• A Sunburst without a name.

Zylar smiled and looked at the ships that were now in his possession.

"Time to burn a few empires down."

//From here until the next post, view log entries from events in game

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You fear oblivion. Yet you forget. The universe remembers every atom of your being. Even dust hums your name in the dark.

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