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(To avoid confusion I changed my subclass and the last sentence of my bio. For details, see my character card above.)

Mercury, a cold wasteland crawling with heartless machines, teemed with constant movement and flared with radiant energy. Ruthless Vex Goblins, Minotaurs, and Hydras were awakening from their previous dormancy within the strange constructs that covered the surface of the planet. In fact the whole world itself was just one machine, for the Vex had corrupted it just as they would to even more worlds if they were given the chance. And the Vex planned to give themselves the chance to do so using their own sinister methods. But, amidst all the comotion emerged a figure cloaked in tattered robes and mystery; he too had been corrupted just like the planet he had found himself on, and was determined to escape it just as he had escaped his previous prison.

Where am I...no...no when am I? ,the figure thought. ''What was my name again? Toland? No of course not? What are names exactly? Ahhh...yes...yes I remember a name. Akreon. He was a she wasn't it? No...no it's my name of course!'', the figure continued pondering as he gazed around his environment. He looked behind himself and remembered vaguely what he had just experienced; he had escaped his prison within the Vex realm and was certain that his prior calculations had made emerge into the time stream of his desire. But, he was uncertain just where he emerged. What was certain to him though was that this wasn't Venus, and he needed a way off this rock.

Akreon in truth had forgotten his name long ago due to a constant torture his mind was forced to endure at the hands of a Vex mind. Of course the only name he remembers is that of the Vex mind he'd slain. But, who could ever forget the name of someone who inflicted so much harm upon them?

Akreon reached for his belt and pulled to his hand the shell of ghost, it was his ghost of course long since dead at the hands of the Vex. But, just like his name Akreon had no memory of such things.

What was its name?, Akreon thought as he gazed at the shell in his hand. ''Why it's Napoleon of course...wait no it's not. Who the hell is Napoleon anyways? Ahhh Hell I'll just call you Spectre, now how's about you and me find a way off of this planet. ''

Akreon placed the ghost shell back onto his belt and soon realized that he had no way of getting of planet. That was until a flash of memory struck him, he clenched his head in pain but knew just how he was going to get off world now.

He said to himself, "The Disciples of Osiris."