With the rise of huntsman after the war, fighter pilots became rarity in almost every kingdom, say for Atlas. If anyone had an interest in a old way of fighting, your either born lucky and are born in Atlas or you an oddity to the world. That oddity...
Due to an unknown system virus, data regarding any information has become corrupted and may be impossible to recover regarding "Demon of the old world". An automated request for data retrieval has been requested. Here's all that remains intact.
Name: //data corrupted//
species: // data corrupted//
semblance: none *All skill no issues*
Nicknames: Viper, demon of the old world, angel of death *the boogeyman for the Atlas elite*
affiliation: unknown *don't worry you'll know who's side I'm on soon enough*
birthplace: //data corrupted// * none of your business you Atlas pigs*
last known location: // data corrupted// * ask your mother about her new daddy, that should give you a clue. Or I don't know, look out your window snowflakes*
medical record: //data corrupted//
history: //data corrupted// *besides going out to get cigarettes and not knowing when I'll come back, I'd say nothing worth noting that will save your lives*
aircraft:
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Kill count: //data corrupted// *do any of you even care, or are you just interested in the money you lost?*
*I'll type this so it may last longer up your arrogant thick-headed skulls, the skies are my domain. Try to take it from me and you'll be among the ruins of old world. But just remember, you have no one who cares about you down there.*
3rd pov
???: Damn it!
An older man in command of a large Atlis air ship hits the computer in front of him. The impact being drowned out by the sound of several explosions, people panicking, alarms and the sound of a single engine flying close by. The captain soon begins heading to the communication desk, struggling trying not to fall on the ground or stepping on his fallen comrades. When he reaches the communicator, he moved the fallen communication officer as he begins activating.
Commander: To all forces on the Alicorn, we have to retreat.
???: Your lucky I don't pick on those who can't fight.
The Commander heard as he looked on the top right corner of the monitor to see an emblem with the name Viper under it.
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