Born a slave to the Amarr, as a child I was freed by Ushra'Kahn during a raid into Amarr space. Undergoing extreme suffering from Vitoc withdrawal, I experienced extreme mental and physical anguish during my transport to freedom. Deemed a loss, experiencing episodes of blackout and seizures, and not knowing what to do with a suffering child, I was left in the care of planet-side sympathizers by the warriors. Yet, the fates kept me alive, and somehow I survived. Making my way back to my tribal home, I roamed the streets of Matar as a crippled teen, ever dreaming of those mighty warriors and their immortality. One day I decided their fate was to be mine, and that I would free myself from my crippled body by becoming one of them. Using cunning, charisma, and what brawn I posessed, I eventually worked my way into the right channels until finally the day came that I stood before the cloning chamber to begin the process of becoming an immortal pod pilot; a virtual God!