Profile of: Neil DeVore 
Biography
Name: Neil DeVoreAge: 26 Place Of Birth: Earth
Biography
Don�t really know what to say. I just�.well. Ever since the reapers stopped trashing the galaxy I�ve been doing my part with the relief effort. Though it feels like I�m stuck in limbo, it�s a really weird feeling.Visiting those survivor camps�it�s possibly the most eery thing I�ve ever witnessed. You would think that after surviving a war and potential genocide, people would all be jumping and cheering like they would in the holovids. Well I would say that some were, but the rest? They would simply wrap themselves in warm blankets, sit down, and just�stare off into nowhere lost in their thoughts. They wouldn�t even talk to another friendly face. They sometimes wouldn�t even acknowledge their existence.
I can�t blame them.
As someone who�s served in the war, I�ve seen my share of just the most horrific things. These reapers were an enemy that was quite literally the combination of all of your worst nightmares. But these people? Most of the nightmare was happening right on their goddamned porch. It wasn�t just their homes being burned down; it was their very hearts that were being obliterated. It was their family, friends, neighbors, and colleagues getting butchered left and right. It�s hard to tell someone that everything will be okay, when the foundation that built their lives are completely destroyed.
I�ve been in contact with my former bandmates. They are still shaken up about this whole thing. That�s understandable. My bassist though�poor guy is still in psychiatric care. He witnessed his sister turning into a husk, the whole damned process. I don�t think he�ll be the same person ever again.
I went back to see what was left of my hometown, Santa Monica. It�s a small earth city that was close to Los Angeles�the place where we saw the first feeds of the reaper invasion. I can�t even recognize it anymore. It�s covered with giant charred craters, and most of the buildings have been completely leveled. It�s as if the devil himself crawled out of the pits of hell and stomped all over the [REDACTED] place. It�s safe to say that it�s been wiped off the surface of the earth.
Me and my sister still have a home. It�s kind of bizarre that we can actually see it from the surface of the Earth now. Though uh, we�ve barely visited the presidium ever since Uncle Jim died there a year ago. Whenever I look up and see the citadel it just seems like I�m looking back at a life I was once had. Just all carefree and did whatever I damn well pleased. It�s a different story now, a much different one.
Peace of mind is a rare thing to come by these days.