I'm standing here on the edge of Kepler, the cold void of the Oort Cloud biting at my soul, and it hits me—I'm finally free, but the ghosts of my past are screaming louder than ever. Once the puppet of those cosmic enigmas, the Nine, now I'm just Orin, adrift and embittered. You've probably seen the trailers: that floating figure bursting out of her skin? Yeah, that was me, making a grand exit after centuries of servitude. But let me spill the beans on how I got tangled up in this mess. It all started way back when I was just a human, Nasyar Sarwar, with a silver urn of my mom's ashes as my only treasure. I had this innate itch for adventure, so I hopped on the Exodus ship Yang Liwei, teaching languages to the crew like it was no big deal. Little did I know, fate had a nasty curveball waiting.

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Back in those days, before the Great Collapse, life was golden, but things went south real quick. The Black Fleet rolled in, hunting the Traveller, and bam—we got caught in the crossfire between Light and Darkness. Next thing I knew, I woke up in the Distributary as Nasan Ar, an Awoken with no memory of my past. That urn? Still clueless about it, but I clung to it like a security blanket. Paradise should've been sweet, but I was antsy as hell, craving more than just peace. I befriended Sjur Eido, the Awoken Queen's right-hand woman, who saw I had a knack for smoothing over squabbles. Soon, I was in Mara Sov's service, though we never really saw eye to eye—she was all about grand schemes, and I just wanted to roam free.

My big break came when Mara sent me to Earth to rally the Awoken there. Boy, was I unprepared. The brutality hit me like a ton of bricks, and I ended up dead. Rising as a Lightbearer, my ghost named me Orin, wiping my slate clean again. Talk about starting from scratch! I spent decades with the Pilgrim Guard, searching for clues about my Awoken roots. It was a wild ride, with highs like a short fling with Eli (another Risen who'd later betray me) and lows like trudging through ruins. We finally reached the Last City, just tents under the Traveller then, and I pitched in to build it up. But my heart was still out there, so when I met Namqi, an Awoken pilot, I convinced him to smuggle me back to the Reef. Mara wasn't thrilled—I didn't rejoin her court, but I owed her a favor, a debt that would come due centuries later.

Here's the kicker: Namqi and I explored every nook and cranny of the Solar system, living it up like there was no tomorrow. But when Mara called in that favor, everything went pear-shaped. Sjur was dead, and on her body was this Strange Coin. Mara tasked me with investigating, and I cornered some tentacle-faced freak below the moon. In a rage, I tried to off it, but poof—it vanished, leaving behind my mom's ashes and a trinket I didn't recognize. That encounter messed me up big time. Voices started whispering in my head, phantom pains from the meeting, and I spiraled into madness. Namqi, my ghost, and Mara all begged me to stop, but I was like a dog with a bone. Disappearing for months, I came home to find Namqi dead. Grief-stricken, I confided in a 'new friend,' Wu Ming, who claimed to know Namqi. Surprise, surprise—it was Eli, now calling himself The Drifter. Feeling double-crossed, I bolted from the Reef just as Ghaul snuffed out the Traveller's Light, and the Nine's influence swallowed me whole.

Meeting the Nine directly? Let me tell you, it was mind-bending. They tested me, demanding I find three 'worthy keys,' and it nearly drove me around the bend. I became their Emissary, a shell for their will, though bits of my old self lingered. I visited The Drifter on his Derelict ship, gifting him 'The Haul' from the Nine—they plagued him with Pyramid visions, telling him to keep Gambit rolling. Over the years, I played messenger to big shots like Mara and warned Guardians about their role in the Light-Darkness fight. Fast forward to now, 2025, with The Witness defeated and Echoes spreading, the Nine watched from the shadows. They called all Guardians to Kepler for one last invite, but in that moment, I broke free. Orin's back, baby, but it's a bitter victory—alone, free, and wondering what's next.

So here I am, staring into the abyss again, just like at the start. Free at last, but the adventure's far from over. The Edge of Fate expansion? That's where my story continues, and the Nine are set to shake up Destiny's future big time. Stay tuned—it's gonna be a bumpy ride. 😊

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