There was this one time when i was on a job to this town on some back water planet that didn't even have a name it was just a number. I was naturally there to hunt down someone who had made a name for himself by coning people into situations that would notoriously get them killed or cause them to fund this man until they had nothing left. Case and point this guy had managed to convince the young ore baron of this planet to buy massive amounts of food rations in order to solve the starvation crisis that was occurring on said planet little did the baron know he had began selling these shipments instead of distributing them like he was supposed to and that just caused even bigger problems, uprisings strikes and so forth. which was of coerce why the baron hired me. so i tracked him down to the next rock he visited where I found that he had used the money he made to rebuild his own city and return his people to at least some semblance of prosperity and happiness. so after a day or two of watching and waiting for the wright moment I finally got him alone away from every one. But as i confronted him I was surprised that he had known why I was there. Thus he had struck up conversation he didn't run or fight he just talked at me rather than to me.

He had told me everything he had done and didn't bother with telling me the why for along time because he was aware that I wasn't blind to the obvious. I think that he was trying to win me over to his side after all we stud there for hours in the night almost till morning. I hadn't said a word past your under arrest. To this day i still don't know why i didn't just stun him and drag him to my ship in binders. when he had finally got around to telling me Why I didn't believe him how could I there was no evidence and he was a con man no matter what he spent his money on. I understood the type of man he was from the moment i first saw him return to his home family in his arms. He cheated, stole and lied to everyone the rich the poor the strong the weak, he had almost certainly caused the deaths of thousand of people to insure his own would survive.

And I can't say I'd have done any different. I know many would call me evil for that but I really don't care because the first responsibility we have is too our own family, our own people and our own interests. every being in this horrid galaxy works by that logic and any who denies it are ether fools or lairs.

After I returned him to face 'justice' I had learned that a civil war had broken out. he was tried and subsequently executed the same day winch was broad cast to appease the masses. It was pretty funny nothing calms people down like a execution of a guilty man.

later on I found out that his home had fallen pray to pirate because they couldn't pay them off anymore all thanks to me. the exact word for word excuse he had given me as to why he did it.

It's no coincidence that I have those nightmares so often I see them there faces when I sleep every one Iv'e ever killed doesn't matter how I did it some times I can see his wife and child smiling at me from the distance with him at there side all of them riddled with lazier burns. every morning even thou my hands are gone I still have the sensation of dried blood stuck all over them no matter how hard I try to wash them off of my matalic hands the feeling won't leave me.

When I die I know I'll see them all the'll be waiting for me on the other side. I'm okay with that I deserve all they have to give me and more I just need to finish up what I'm obligated of then maybe I'll go pay them a visit it's the least I can do, then again maybe dear old grandfather is right for those strong enough there is no death theirs immortality.