Name: Thomas Cox
Born in: Trade Federation of Belgium (AKA European states)
Stationed: Strike Fleet 9
Rank: Admiral
Clearance: Level Omega
Hell, the things I've seen. I've led the assault on the EA HQ in Outer European Space, got pulled out of the Bioware Martian Prisons (by Zanzetkuken's team, if I recall this correctly). Lost a lot of good men and women, though.
And Origin, I'm not even going to talk about that. I was second in command there, and I never felt so glad after [REDACTED]. That traitor deserved what was coming for him.
And about how we got so strong? SpaceX' support was REALLY underappreciated. But orbital superiority is something that should not be underestimated. Then, they actually came for us.
We were unprepared, I have to admit that. Nobody would EVER have thought Bioware could've made an actual copy of the Normandy SR-2, let alone the Destiny Ascension. 3.5 kilometers of pure doom. It eventually got rammed by, if I remember this correctly, the Gaben Stronk, a Steam vessel, holding the admiral of the Steam Naval Forces. I was only a captain back then, but I took command in the ensuing chaos. The rear admiral was completely incompetent, and I was captain of our largest surviving dreadnought, the Gaben I. All it took was a few words, and I was in command.
I'll never forget that battle. In the first year of the War, on September the 19th, had you looked up to the night sky, you might have noticed a blink here and there. Those where MY men and women dying, and I will remember them as if they were my own brothers and sisters.
Don't let anyone ever tell you that 51 isn't old. I can still hear their silent screams, I can still see the face of a fighter pilot as she got hit by their point defences, the scream dying on her lips. If only we had been prepared. If only we had listened to the resistance cells, some of them might still be alive. And whatever you do, should you ever find the mangled wrecks that are the remnants of the Second Fleet in Lunar territory, don't even try to salvage. It is the tomb of the men and women that died right there, and you wouldn't want to have a run in with any ships patrolling that area. Armed to the teeth, they are.