Remko

Remko was a human mercenary who was recruited by the Corvo.
== Story ==
Remko had been in cryostasis three times. Every time he woke up, who he was, and who he had been, slipped further away. He dreamt often, and he could no longer tell if his memories were real, or just figments of his dreams, created by his mind to fill in the gaps of his existence. He was certain he was born on Earth, at least, giving him a strange sense of pride and belonging, as if the planet ever cared at all for his sorry ass.
He hated the Corvo. They found him living in the remnants of humanity’s dead civilisation. He hated the way they trained him and the way they gave him a purpose in life.  And what a terrible purpose it was to live by. All the death, the suffering, the hate - was there ever a point? What a monstrous feeling, the pride he found in his achievements in the field and the kills he scored. If only they had left him to die on Earth, buried deep in his misery - he might have been better off.
Still, Remko was complacent. He never tried to escape or turn against his bosses. He accepted the escape of stasis, and had already entered willingly twice.
Maybe it was time to retire. He was getting old. Even though he had lived for only fifty years, he had been alive for over a century. Stasis was not something he would do again. If they tried to force him, he would put his gun to his own mouth - the first, and only, personal decision he would ever make.
Maybe it wouldn’t get to that. His black-ops days were behind him after all, and he enjoyed his simple job as a guard in a mining outpost. And it was an easy job; the biggest enemies he fought were dust and boredom. Every month, the cargo ships would arrive with no news, and Remko hoped it would stay that way. 
== Source Material ==
This short story originally appeared in Rulebook v1.0. 
Category:Short Stories
Category:NPCs
Category:Story Seed