THREE DAYS AFTER THE DEATH OF ULDREN SOV
Let’s just clear the air right now by saying that I didn’t ask for this Guardian gig; but when life throws you a second roll of the dice, you take the gamble all the same. You can tell I spent WAY too much time hanging out with… Cayde.
What I’m trying to say is that I don’t regret the choices I’ve made since I became a guardian, even if that means I’m on Zavala’s naughty list; digging into my previous life and focusing on helping those in the Outer Rim that he chooses to ignore? Don’t regret that one bit.
Even still, me and Zavala have an understanding with one another even if we dislike each other; he may not fancy the choices I have made while I simultaneously disprove his negligence of the Solar System’s outer rim, there’s a respect for each other after everything that went down with Oryx, Ghaul, Xol… the list goes on.
I may be a smooth talker, a sharp shooter and a rebel, but I take this gig VERY seriously; they don’t call me ‘The White Wolf’ for nothing. Do I tend to cause a little bit of ruckus wherever I go? Sure; but I always get the job done my way, and shouldn’t getting the job done successfully be all that matters there, Z?
Truth is, losing Cayde and then killing that silver spoon sucking prick Uldren got me thinking; which is why I’m having Icee record this data entry.
Anyway, you can consider this me signing off for the night, Petra made some ramen in honor of Cayde with an Awoken twist.
If I die of food poisoning Icee, try not to burst out in a fit of laughter again.
END OF RECORDING.
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