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[Stefz]

David took a deep breath.

"First of all, the thing that makes me think I'm capable of being part of fighter corps is my life. It's hard. Several years ago, I used to be a mercenary, escorting independent traders and stuff. That job is rather hard, risky and low paid. When I got sick of it and realized that governments don't really care about people, I decided to turn against them. I met a few friends and we started to harass House authorities. You know, cops, military officers, agents and whatnot. One day, during the battle in Leeds, all my friends got killed and I barely managed to survive. Bretonia police captured me. They tortured me, tried to even brainwash me so I would fight along them, but they failed.

After months of torturing and getting beaten, I finally managed to concentrate on planning my escape. One day, a Zoner came to prison to visit me. I knew nothing about him. He said that someone sent him to get me out of there. We made an agreement and everything was planned out. I successfully managed to escape from there, but escape wouldn't be possible without a man that helped me. He had authority over the local prison and we sealed a deal.

Oh and also, this is what I got from those dirty cops."

David slowly pulled his sleeves showing the Commissar his deep, huge scars.

"This is what made me stronger and think that I'm capable of being part of the fighter corps. I have even bigger scars on my back, and believe me, you don't want to see them."

David took a deep breath waiting for the Commissar's reaction.

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