Void Reaver

The question caught him by surprise. "All my life I dreamed of living free among the stars, and for better or worse, fate gave me what I wished for. But what about you?" she asked.
He laughed. The dry throat deep chuckle devoid of all emotion. "I wanted to be a hero." he replied glaring at her from behind a visage scarred beyond belief, marks one and all of the countless lives he had taken. "And look how that worked out..."

Nomad, Void Reaver, the last of The Armada's Archangels