In his previous life, he was a Lancer of Fortune. He was a mercenary pilot who specialized in long-range engagements and preciison marksmanship. He never served any country or followed a particular cause. He simply took contracts, completed his missions, and got paid. Years of combat had made him patient, calculating, and exceptionally skilled at identifying targets from a distance.

His final contract was part of a massive military operation. What seemed to be another ordinary contract turned into a complete disaster. The opposing force were far more capable than the intel provided int he contract. Despite his experience, he couldn't turn the battle around. His comrades were lost, his mech was destroyed, and he eventually died along with the rest of his unit.

But death wasnt the end. Reborn in a completely different world, with all of his memories still intact. The horrors and experience linger but the technology he once relied on was gone, replaced by magic. As an adult, he travels from place to place as a wayfarer, taking odd jobs and helping people along the way. He doesn't have any grand goals or plans. For now, he just wants to enjoy this second chance at life either as a reward or a punishment from his previous one until he was captured.