I'm not fighting, you bastard. I am running.

Brother, it isn't that duty that I am running from. Regardless of what I think of your faith, I respect Templars for their devotion towards defending their empire. I hold the same devotion to my State, I assure you. I'm running from myself. All I have ever looked for in this life was a chance to start fresh.

I've made some hard choices in life, choices I am not proud of. I know one day those choices might catch up with me, but for now I am just going to keep moving forward and not look back.

I... I just don't want to go back to the Dragonaurs, but I can't ever face the Legion. So I run.

You ask why do I fight, and my reply must be because I will never surrender.

I will move forward regardless of the price that must be paid, I will see my hopes and dreams forged into reality amongst the stars.

Little remains of the man I used to be, thinking back on it is like trying to remember an old dream that always slips away into the darkness. But I do remember a family and them being taken from me by those who were supposed to protect us and when all seemed lost the Templar program took me.

It was worse than hell what I went through, I didn't even want to be there and there was no escape from it. I had become their slave and weapon.

I remember the whispering and those burning eyes in my dreams back then, something totally alien but familiar at the same time. I refused to let it in, but it in time it allowed me to regain part of myself from the indoctrination I had been subjected too. I remembered my family and person I had once been, I began to plan my escape.

My chance came by complete surprise when I was ambushed by troops from Mordus Legion. They said they could take me in and break the Empires hold on me, they were surprised when I agreed. I was transferred onto clean tech and the whispers stopped. The engineers believe that my memories of my family may have even been created by it trying to get me to break. But I know deep down that they where real, I doubt they are still alive but I will still search for them.

I have become a something else from what I was and for that I am almost grateful, however to be broken and made to kneel before another's Empress is something that I will never forgive. I now stand as a bastion against all of the Empires advances.

I will never stop, never rest, never surrender. I will stand fast and resolute in my own beliefs and I will see the Empire burn.

I am a daemon, a monster, a beast that has broken its chains, I am the Snagman. Run and hide Empress Jamyl I am coming.

Heh, I would love to kill you at some point; the battle will be glorious.

Then he'll just jump and and gun you down.... he has enough SP for that.