ENTRY 07F – CAPSULEER PERSONAL LOG (ENCRYPTED, LEAKED)

>>> FILE LOAD: ENTRY 07F – CAPSULEER PERSONAL LOG (ENCRYPTED, LEAKED)

>>> CALLSIGN: NEVARRE // SHIP: “VIOLET STATIC”

>>> LOCATION: SING LIAISON > NEW EDEN TRANSIT LOOP

>>> FILE TYPE: PILOT IMPRINT MEMOIR LOG – RECOVERED FROM BACKUP CORE

>>> TIMESTAMP: YC125.317.11:39 GST

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[BEGIN PERSONAL LOG]

It’s happening again.

I wasn’t born on Earth. I know that.  

I’ve never even seen it—if it’s real.  

But every time I pass the Gate, I remember it a little more.

Not like a dream. Like… a **return.**

The curve of the land.  

The yellow-white haze over ruined steel towers.  

A word in a language I’ve never spoken, but still feel in my chest like a buried promise:  

> “Home.”

I’ve died 47 times. My mind has been rebuilt and backed up more than most planetary data cores.

I shouldn’t be remembering **anything** not in the neural schema.

And yet… here it is.

A name I wrote in dust.

A child’s voice.

Water.

No combat trauma. No lowsec exposure. Just memory.

Real memory.

This isn’t glitch. It’s recursion.

I pinged my nav AI, asked for historical scan matches. It returned a tag I’ve never seen in my logs before:

> T.SOL.8057-A

Three seconds later, my capsule interface stalled.  

When it rebooted, that tag was gone.

But the feeling remained.

We weren’t meant to find the Gate.

We were meant to forget what lies **beneath it.**

But we’ve gone too far to forget again.

And this time…

We’re listening.

[END LOG – FILE NOT OFFICIALLY ARCHIVED]

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NOTES:

 - Neural signature extracted posthumously from clone bank drift buffer  

 - Capsuleer destroyed five hours later near Gate fringe under unknown fire  

 - Last known transmission contained corrupted loop: “...still here…”

>>> TAGGED: ORIGINFALL – MEMORY RECURRENCE UNCONTAINED

>>> CROSS-LINK: ENTRIES 01B, 05D, 09C

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