Please let me be absolutely clear. There is no reason any of this needs to exist. I am violating the Geneva Convention II of 2083 to bring these memories to you. Everything I did was completely legal in various parts of the traverse. Only the bastards that continuously sold me out are responsible for everything that is happened up until now. All I wanted was love and happiness.
The current year is 2902 and to fully comprehend this, I must tell my story. Rest assured...despite my attempts to obtain immortality, I am still a mortal man of bone and flesh. The story of the final years of the Milky Way Conquest by otherworldly beings called Reapers did not go the way you were told. It was far worse, and you need to hear it. Some memories may be omitted but only because of age. Please forgive all of the sins I have committed, or don't.
This all started because of Shepard.
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Confessions from an Old Spectre
Ficção CientíficaI have been through a lot over the years in my quest for Jessica.
