I have no regrets. Everyone makes their mistakes--The phrase, "we're only human" comes to mind, despite me not being human.
My remains were disintegrated after Sovereign failed to make use of my corpse. However, there was another power I couldn't have fathomed hidden within Sovereign. As the shields went down on Sovereign, before Shepard and his team could destroy it, my remains were regenerated. I'm far less human now than I ever was, but I have new knowledge. I feel as though I've been given a second chance, but I'm unsure what path to take...
If anyone ever catches wind that I'm still alive, that I somehow survived... they'll come after me again. I've caused enough grief as it is. I've been running for a long time, stayed low on the radar. The Reapers are gone, as is Shepard. The galaxy will need another savior soon, and I hope to help find that savior.
I do not think there will ever be a way to redeem myself. However, I can anonymous and help out, right? There are those who wear masks. There are voice-altering gadgets out there. I could be what Garrus was when he was known as Archangel... a masked Turian vigilante of sorts.
I'm ready to help rebuild what's left of the universe.