This is the real life story of me, a simple men named as Ceaser who becomes a capsuleer (nicknamed as Fizy45) and how I found myself in a situation of claming a regional royal title in Amaar Empire. My story starts in the streets of Osmeden and ends at the royal palaces of the Khanid Kingdom.
OOC Note: Sorry for my English this is best I can do I hope you can enjoy it I will post other chapters within days.
CHAPTER ONE
HUMBLE BEGININGS
OSMEDEN (GALLENTE FEDERATION)
Story of a innocent men and his family
A child of a business men and a engineer mother I grew up on Osmeden without knowing where I truly belong and who my father Ronget Clenius truly is. As the only children of my family I lived a happy life and educated at best schools. When I become a teenager I begin dreaming of having a corporation which builds ships for the capsuleers. My mother was supporting me on these ideas but my father always refused my future plans. He wanted me to stay at Osmeden all the time and take over the family business when the time is right. I never understand why he was so afraid of me going to the stars but I obeyed him as any child should do and started working with him after graduating from the Universty.
I thought that I am gonna have a ordinary life like many Gallentean citizens but everything changed when I was 24 years old. During a holiday at dinner time an unknown men entered our house and killed my family and my beloved girlfriend whom I saw as my future wife. Luckly for me one our neighbors rushed into our compound after hearing the shots and managed delay the killer for a short time. I have managed to escape with a wounded arm and while fleeling from the house I saw the killer running away as well. After spending some time at the hospital I vowed to find the killer of my loved ones so I went to the security forces. The local authorities promised to find the killer but after 6 months of waiting and absolutly zero results I have decided to take matters in my hand. By using my fathers Corporation funds I hired some of the best freelancers and even some merceneries to track the killer.
After couple weeks of waiting my sources hinted me to a possible men who might have a knowlage about the killer and his motives. With the merceneries I hired earlier I smashed his compound in the slums and take out his guards quickly as possible. That day was the first time I actually killed person. After a quick interegation the men we came for accepted to speak. He said killer came from the Amaar Space and bought some guns and information about my family. He insisted that he took no part in the assult on my house and knows nothing more and begged for his life only to receive a bullet to his head. My life as a normal person was over anyways.
Journey to the Stars
After the execution I returned my home for the first time to think about my future. I was a broken men who lost everyone I cared for. I knew the life on the Osmeden wont be the same for me ever again. I had to find that person and learn why he traveled so far to kill me and my family. But as a planet born human I knew that even with my father’s wealth it was an impossible task for a ordinary human beign to venture deep into the stars and found an unkown person. For couple weeks I wonder around the city like dead men who doesnt know what to do with his life. Then I saw a billboard about becoming a capsuller. Without a second thought I went to the medical facility and entered a gene test. When I learned that my genes are suitable for becoming a capsuller I didnt hesitated. I sold my father’s company to the highest bidder and transfered my money to a intergalactic space bank to use my funds later on. Then I entered the training program to become a capsuleer. It was harsh it was though but I managed to finish it in expected timeline. I have become a capsuleer.
When woke in my clone at space my first act is to use my wealth to buy a capable ship to begin my journey. Because of their inabiltiy to find my families killers and other political reasons I left the Gallente space as soon as possible. I worked for some Nullsec corporations and Caldari State while expanding my knowlage about from space battles,diplomacy and trading. After 5 years of working as a freelancer capsuleer I have finnaly felt ready to venture into Amaar space and find the killer and learn the names of his masters.
By using my new funds which I earned during my capsuleer days it was not that hard for me to find new sources to give me the information I need. The man I was looking for came from the Khanid Kingdom from a system known as Sazre. I disguise myself as a capsuleer trader and entered into Amaar territory and went on the capital sytem of the Khanid Kingdom. I set up a local Corporation which trades planetery goods and begin investing on nearby systems mainly the Sazre and the planet called as Cesera. During my first months I focused on working and information gathering among Khanids.I learned a lot about the fascinating history of the Amaar Empire and the Khanid Kingdom. I kept my Gallentean heritage mostly hidden due to political reasons and used my Caldari contancts to meet with new people. As a Gallentean I expected to feel terrible among the Amarians but somehow I felt secure I felt at home.
After six months I finnaly managed to track down exact whereabouts of the killer and decided to make a move. But there was one problem. The men who killed my loved ones was working as the head security officer for one of the royal families in the system. It was clear that the plot to kill me and my family had something to do with local politics and I knew that I had to infiltrate the royal house first in order to learn the true motives of the killer and his overlords.
The Path to the Royal House
In order to infiltrate the royal house first I moved my corp hq into Sazre system and establish contact with the royal house for trade agreement. At first finding a common ground with representives of the Royal House was hard but after offering huge sums of profit the royal house granted me some rights to import and export goods from the planet. I have transfered my trading assets from Khanid Prime to the target planet and began my trading runs. I kept my profits as low as possible and made sure that my business brings huge profits to the royal house. With this way in a matter of weeks my relations with the planet’s authorities skyrocketed. At the end of the first month I have received warm message from the planetside. The message contained flattering words to my business model and news about a delegation visit to my HQ which was located on the main space station. I quickly sent a short but warm reply begin to prepere for the delegations arrival.
The delegation was probably expecting a cold and boring meeting with a Caldari Capsuleer but as soon as they landed on station they were treated like kings and various luxury goods given to them as gifts. After warm meeting at the docks I took the delegation to HQ personally and our meeting lasted for couple of hours. During the meeting future plans of investing more into plantery trade, new job oppurtunities for citizens belongs to diffrent classes and better invesments were the main topic of the meeting. I made sure that delegation felt happy and succesful in everyway.
After the meeting I insisted going to a dinner in the most luxurious restaurant of the space station. Some members of the delegation (pious one’s mostly) kinda hasitated and stated their wish to return back to the planet but my good attitude, promises of insane profits and the good mood in the air kept them on the station. What they didnt know that restaurant bought by me couple days ago and prepering for their arrival since then. The food was carefuly chosen from the Khanid cusine and many diffrent tastes from various planets served as deserts along with the most expensive alcoholic drinks ever found in the Khanid Kingdom.
After two hours even the most pious Amerians in the delegation begin to shout,laugh and drank like a commoners. They were all drunk and talking mostly ideological stuff about Amarian greatness,slaves etc. Seeing that everything going according to my play I have approched to the head of the delegation with a big smile and a bottle of super quality wine in my hand and invited him to a private meeting at the lounge tables located at the top. When we first met at the docks that men introduced to me as the only living relative (cousin) of the high lord in the royal house, so I know that he is the right men for the job. By using my social neural enhancements to the maximum level I have entered a very friendly conversation with him and with the help of the wine he begin to open up more and more. He begin to trash talk about his overlord and his stupity while claming himself be a much better ruler compared to him. For two hours we talked about planatery politics and while I was learning every bit of information from him (including that he slept with the High Lords dauther) he just kept trash talking his overlord over and over again.
He just kept talking more and more until alcohol stopped him doing so. The whole delegation was too drunk to make any kind of planetfall at that moment so I ordered my men to carry them to a hotel nearby. Also paid some isk to their slaves to watch over their masters and let my men know when they woke up. After that I have returned my HQ and begin to wait for their return to the planet. Approximetly 10 hours later I have received word that delegation was on the move to the docks. I jumped on my speeder and managed to reach to the docks couple of minutes before them.
When they entered the docks they saw me working on some manifests about the planetery trade so nobody bothered to ask any questions. All members of the delegate thanked me for the great trade agreements we made and the dinner we had last night. Only the head of the delegation felt worried so I took few steps to towards him in order to talk. His guards immedietly stooped me reaching to him and he just walked away to the ship by just saying a cold goodbye. He probably remembered the stuff he talked last night and he was showing his teeth at the moment. Poor men had no idea that everything he said yesterday was recorded by me.
To be continuted…
