Chapter 1 Real name: Jack Nickname: 10 Origin: Chicago, Illinois Last movement since death: 10/13/2238 Birth: 4/1/2220 Class: Warlock Subclass: Void Species: Human Ghost: Roman Gunshots rang. A “guardian down!” soon followed. I was on the lonely frontier of venus, a vast jungle that could only be described as boundless. It was once lonely. Then strange robotic creatures known as the vex figured out how to time travel and went to take venus for the next millennia. Then, just recently, guardians made a beachhead on the coast and eventually took over some land to set down a crucible beacon. Anyways as I was saying I was on the not so lonely frontier of venus, in a crucible match. I had no friends, had no good armor or weapons, just random pieces. I wasn’t good at crucible, Shaxx tried to get me into it. I would rather study the true power of the traveler. Back to the action. My ghost popped out right in front of me “you know you're going to die in the next 30 sec-” BANG. I was now cast into nothing, an endless amount of void. “Could you please respawn me, Roman?”. A disembodied voice answered, “no, I'm taking you out of there”. Now at this point, I'm confused. "I thought I was doing good." to that he replied with "you are 0 and 8", another voice I can now hear on the radio says "wow, truly disappointing, I thought you were better than that, Jack". I am just having the worst day, first, I wake up to find that Roman has used all the pillows and bedding to make a fort in the middle of my apartment, for himself. Then I check in with the tower to find out that the vaults crashed AGAIN. After that, when I'm in orbit, getting ready for the crucible match all the glimmer in my personal account strangely disappears, I wonder how that happened. Oh, and I forgot to mention that my ghost has a pretty high bounty, don't ask me how. So now he rarely comes out of my helmet, kind of-no, really annoying, because he is like that one roommate that everyone hates. Anyways after getting pulled by my own ghost from a crucible match, I went to the tower to resume my research on the void in an abandoned section in the tower that no one goes. You might ask why, and to that, I reply with that all the research that I do isn't completely legal. No, I don't mean illegal research like a mad scientist, I mean, well, I guess you could say it involves a lot of explosions. as I was saying, back in the abandoned section, I was on the verge of a subclass breakthrough, a warlock subclass that can combine sunsinger and voidwalker. Its where one was to overcharge their grenade into a solar nova bomb, but the grenade rechargeability of sun singer, possibly allowing multiple nova bombs. "experiment number 193 is a go," I said into a recorder as I summoned the cold between the stars to merge with the rage of the sun. Roman was right beside me, scanning me every few seconds until he suddenly stopped and literally screamed in my helmet, "experiment number 193 is a fail! brace for impact!" and that's the last thing I heard before blacking out only to hear a deafening explosion.