Dust to DUST

-My name is Minae Alvarin. As of this writing, I have not yet been submitted to the mind wipe. I have no doubt that by now my existence has been wiped from the GalNet for the treason I committed against the Caldari State and the Wiyrkomi megacorporation. I write this not as the manifesto of a traitor looking for sympathetic minds, but as a word of caution to those who would walk in my shoes.

-There is no perfect government. There is no perfect crime. There is no perfect Citizen. My actions cost the State lives numbering in the tens, if not hundreds of thousands. My infiltration of the Wiyrkomi corporation allowed me access to both troop and fleet movements across the cluster over dozens of fronts. I did not sell these movements to the Matari fleets to give their Gallentean allies. I wrapped them with a bow and handed them to the Matari on a silver serving platter.

-My infiltration was not within Wiyrkomi itself, but their Honor Guard. Devout patriots to the State, tried, tested, and true every single one of them. Except for me. There was a time I believed in what the Caldari stood for, but by that point I had completely forgotten about it. My late wife, Myri Alvarin, had a sister that afforded me a number of opportunities with the Honor Guard. Given she was already a friend to the Honor Guard, getting a recommendation was an easy matter.

-I worked with the Honor Guard as a communications officer, managing incoming and outgoing intel, decrypting enemy transmissions, etc, etc. Most of what I gathered was downloaded, put under a dozen different cyphers and hand delivered to my Matari contact in a Gurista hangout. I can only ask myself now if it was worth it. Then again, it won't matter soon enough.

-I was captured four months ago. Since then, I have endured numerous regimes of physical and psychological torture, hard labor, interrogations, 'medical testing,' and humiliation at the hands of the families whose lives I destroyed. A small price to pay for my deeds, I suppose. My options now are to live out the rest of my life in labor camps, death, or the DUST Program. Perhaps in another life I will restore my honor with the Caldari. But for right now, just this once... If I ask myself if it was worth it...

-I've always wondered what it would be like to be an Immortal Soldier...

Excerpt taken from a decrypted file on Wiyrkomi servers.