Preface

My Father was a soldier... a tough one. He had to be.
One day he broke his back while off duty in a wrestling ring.
He built a high-tech exo-skeleton with the help of some friends and a few favours that could support himself and give him strength back. With artificial muscle strands and armour, the suit could drop kick a bus... and then some...

It used the latest tech in nano-scale power generation and distribution.
The suit could power itself as well as a pair of plasma torches when connected right.

Then he built a new one... for me...
He sent me a coded message one day,
"Crack the crate... get the MKII suit... save me."

So I am here. Following my father's legacy.