I am self-taught and began to work as a guard.

The equipment that you claimed was your own, so the collectors couldn't touch it and there were nobody to claim them. Your weapon is an interchangeable hilt that has tools necessary for survival. It can change into many different tools through nano technology. It is difficult to create moving parts or advanced equipment such as dust and chainsaws. You favor the axe, hammer, shield and sword.

Next to that is a high-powered solar pistol. Call it a miracle or fate, but this weapon is modified with a dust crystal that has black panels surrounding it that converts solar energy into high velocity energy bullets. The dust crystal can be changed for different affects but only one lasts forever.

Lastly, the armour you found was meant for light reconnaissance rather than a full fight. Agile and light, you have little issue dodging and weaving through your enemies to keep then on their toes. If needed, your weapon can be used to enhance your armour but you lose your weapon until you retrieve it. A perk that came late into your life was that the armour had both a locking mechanism and a neural structure that made your reflexes incredible. Your thoughts get transferred to the armour which causes it to react as fast as your brain can process, making you faster than human reaction. The locking mechanism made it so that taking blows would absorb some of the shock into the armour.

Fortunately for you, your parents had life insurance just in case one of then died so that the other would live comfortably enough. It was coincidence the plan also left you as an inheritor. You used your time to teach yourself techniques and how to fight. After a close call with some muggers, you were scouted to do some guard work. They figured that you would be cheap and expendable. Luckily, some of the guards took a liking to you and taught you some moves, hand to hand and weapons alike. When the White Fang came to rob the shipment of dust, you fought them off better than anyone, gaining both respect and a bonus.

After two years of this work, you were more than adept at combat and with some help, became amazing at what you do. But something didn't feel right, you were fighting and living the life. Bought a home, had money in your pocket, made good friends and even got some upgrades to your kit.