Who am I?

[pixel]

And he sat at his desk

"Red hand! Red Hand!"

The rock music blared in the background.

Fourteen stations. Solar power plants. Cahoona bakeries. Soyery farms. Crystal fabs. Even a 25MW shield fab.

An empire.

Watching the display he saw that only 3 of his places had inventory to sell. This was good.

A streamlined operation.

"Ed is dead!"

The music brought him back to reality. It is only a game.

"Hey! Been trying to meet you! Hey! Must be a devil between us, whores in my head..."

A khaak cluster had tried to kill one of his ships, pure bad luck.

That Khaak idiot had not even seen the hornet, released as it was from the darkness just behind its own ship's tailpipe.

Another day, another death.

"Said the lady to the man, and the whore's like a choir"

Just not the man's death.

The man.

The business man.

The seeker.

The one who makes it happen.

The game player.

You.

[KiwiNZ]

wasn't me, honestly!

[pixel]

wasn't me, honestly!

and there was me thinking in my red wine induced state thinking I had done something deep

[GoateeCat]

You get 10 gazillion points for the Pixies reference;)