Snow Wyrm

[Tequilla.Sunrise]

My father was killed, my birthright ripped from me. His wingmates tried to console me, but the rage built. I demanded to know who was responsible. They did not have a name, only Snow Wyrm. My father's beloved Katana, which he loved almost more than his own wife and son, was scrapped by this Snow Wyrm. For months I was not allowed to leave Kyoto. They said I was a danger to myself and to others in my state. They realized the depth of my fury. They realized that my blood cried for vengeance.

Years passed, however. I built a new Katana from scratch, spare parts. I perfected its design. They say that Snow Wyrm died in his sleep, and his son now carries on the tradition. A favorite saying of my father came to me when I heard this:

Let the sins of the father be visited upon the son.

So my new ship became my new identity. My old one would not suffice for this task. To hunt and kill the son of the man who robbed me of my father. From now on, I would be known as Fire Wyrm.

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"It's a another hollow feeling... when it comes down to dealing friends..."

Rebel-II (Manta)
Snow.Wyrm (Chimera)
Fire.Wyrm (Katana)