"Don't even get me started," the general said with a friendly yet all too weary tone to his voice, which had seen similarly grand tales but not nearly on the scale as a man who had served with the Empire, for the Republic was and always will be resting within its shadow as a galaxy-spanning nation. That was a quirk though, smaller and more realistic with ballistics, giving an unparalleled modern future vibe to the nation. The man planted his fingers of his left hand on the left side of the mask before pulling it up and off his head, which revealed a pair of almost cyan blue eyes that portrayed the very essence of lifelessness in a man, for he was literally a dead man walking at this point in time. His pale white skin was so clear and devoid of blemish that it looked smooth as a child's face, which only further added onto the strangeness of the figure who expressed a constant look of regret in his eyes, with a cheery smile upon his face. "Hell, I helped found the nation I fight for, seen too much fall for my men. You a soldier too?"