I logged in twenty-three years ago, summer of 2003 — weeks after the servers opened, when nullsec had no sovereignty and no alliances, just corps and the dark. I made for Fountain and flew it green, drifting through a handful of outfits across a couple hundred days. Then I logged off — for twenty-two years.
So I missed all of it: the Fountain Alliance rising and falling, Band of Brothers and the knife from inside, 6VDT-H and the biggest battle anyone had ever flown. My old home became a legend while I wasn't looking.
Now I'm back, somewhere with no history to haunt me — through the static into Anoikis. No local, no sov, no alliance to lose. Just a NextDoor Lurker on the far side of your hole, holding cloak, reading d-scan. EU hours, casual, low drama. If a K162 lights up in your chain, that might be me. Say hi before you shoot.