Information Broker

by FRANZAKERS

SI. I've been living a life that's not worth living, once a hacker that grabbed every digital information in my city for sale, now a man behind a desk with no one even realizing or even remembering who I once was. Then everything changed when I died . . . and revived in another world, a world everyone considered to be utterly fictional. The world of Mass Effect. R&R

1. Prologue

Prologue

The milky way galaxy is a very vast region of space, so vast that the whole galaxy itself was not completely mapped and explored, with the regions having mass relays near or on them being the ones that are actually thoroughly explored and discovered by the various races, council or not. Thus, the known galaxy still has a spot for a particularly interested being full of wanderlust to go explore around space for the sake of adventure and discovery. The galaxy, after all, still has secrets waiting to be discovered.

Morgana however, would like this secrets would rather remain hidden from the milky way's curious inhabitants. Not just only because there is a rather big chance that these secrets would somehow threaten the safety of the said universe. After all, there is a reason these secrets are secrets aren't they? No, Morgana does not think of this as the only reason to keep the galaxy's secrets away from it's own inhabitants, the main pushing force behind this is that she herself is one of those secrets. And she has evaluated herself as a danger for the whole galaxy. Not a direct, evil, destroy-the-known-universe danger, but a danger nonetheless. The galaxy is simply not prepared for her kind, which would probably escalate to chaos if she or any of her kind would force the issue. It has already been done in the past, and the result collectively scarred the whole galaxy and gave them a mindset not to make the same mistake twice, essentially abandoning her kind for fear of the things they could do.

The events were perfectly clear and vivid on her mind, and it pains her to remember the exile of her race but nothing could be done to it now. The wound has already been inflicted decades ago, a wound that wouldn't heal so soon. Erasing the thought from her mind, Morgana simply slumped her figure in the stone throne of the place's former inhabitant's leader. The affairs of her kind doesn't affect her as much as it used to and as much as she wants to, it has been years since the even after all and she, like others of her kind, has moved on. It's not like she forgot, she simply shelved it in her mind as it obviously isn't helping her situation.

The whole cavernous building began shaking and Morgana's fingers dug into the old and brittle throne to stop herself from shaking. The whole station is slowly deteriorating as the time goes by, Morgana frowned upon realizing the fact. She had been living here for years now and it became a little bit sentimental to her, since she's been treating this old space station as her new home. Her arrival at this place was . . . unique . . . to say the least. A dying . . . human . . . was the first thing she saw, a human of whom she tried to help, but the human knew that his time has come. The last thing that the human did was to ask a favor to Morgana, asking her if she could be the . . . caretaker of this station. Having nothing to do for the next millennium, Morgana agreed, realizing that the situation was a win-win in favor of her. But the dying human also told her of one last thing, that if another human managed to find his way to this place, then Morgana should relinquish the ownership of the station to the said human. This had troubled Morgana deeply, seeing that the specifics of the other human the dying human was speaking about was totally non-existent. She was also worried about the fact that, at that time, she would then live the place. The dying man, apparently thinking of the same, told her that she could stay in this place even if the human came, if she would be a servant to the human. She was obviously shocked at this but the human, who was starting to spit a lot of blood at that time told her that the man should be 'worth the wait' as he said with a blood-smeared toothy grin. Reluctance seeped into her at that time, but curiosity eventually won out in her inner struggles and accepted the man's dying wishes. Her kind lives long anyway, and it would be better to put that to good use for the said man.

Until this day, Morgana is still waiting for the young man, but instead of getting bored or disappointed by the wait, she remained calm and her curiosity just bloomed as years went by. Living a pretty long lifespan teaches you to be patient.

She didn't know however, that the dying man's wishes are about to be granted.