Echo

Waking up from a strange suspension chamber, a strange, white and orange creature found himself in the aftermath of a skirmish with a few people dead around him, including several things in full space suits that looked just like him in shape. Thinking, he had no sort of memory, but before he could try looking at the nearby consoles, more things shaped like him took aim, forcing him to dive and get a pistol off one of the things not like him and gun his way out. Even though he had no memory of who he was, he seemed pretty capable as he started to sneak his way out, also taking a sword with a charge blade off another he took out along with their gun while running low on ammo. Managing to get to and commandeer a mech that was docked, he made his escape, but not unnoticed as the station that was coming into full view fired on him, managing to graze him before he hit something, bursting out of a weird field and into space. Though he didn't know how, the words came to his mind. "A Metafold Vault?" suddenly, a warning on a screen to the side brought him panic. "Service soon: Cockpit leak detected" He was flying through space, the air getting thinner, cockpit getting colder, his vision growing blurry. "Is this... the end... for me?" he collapsed, mech stopping it's thrust as his hands slid off the controls, seeming to draw his last breath...

...some time later, he woke up, voices muffled but becoming clearer. "The damage melted the hatch closed, we HAVE to cut it open to get inside!" He was weak, but he gathered his strength as he herd the door be cut open before jumping out and scurrying off, managing to find another mech with his sword in hand but having had to leave the empty gun with the other mech as he jumped in and flew off. Eating the rations hidden inside and stuffing himself into the ill-fitting pilot suit, he flew until he came to a colony. Having to leave it so that he could sneak onto the colony, he snuck around and found an omninet jack connected to a terminal. disconnecting the terminal, he had the strange idea to put it into his hand, as if something in the back of his head said something would happen. As he did, he realized that he just connected to the network, letting him look at whatever information he wished, and that he could change some of it to. After some deliberation, he went through some networks and built a new identity, mainly through a system that managed license for people called Lancers, injecting himself under the name Echo, something just feeling right about it. Now with ID, he just needed to make sure he wasn't found out. Hackiung an account into existence and a bit of Manna, he got himself something to eat, which he would eat in his newly printed mech as a Lancer, in a new, but still ill-fitting stealth suit. "Ok, now I should actually find a job... Someone might find out sooner or later if I keep just hacking the money I need into being..."

And thus was the start of Echo's life, though one must wonder if he really falsified his license, or if someone, something granted it to him... Though, it may seem that he was biologically made to be on par with a Lancer to begin with.