A person has many secrets. Some people have a lot more. I am not an exception. Throughout my life, there are many things many people don't know about me. So let's start in the beginning, shall we?
As a young lad, I was a very curious boy. Trying out different things, even inventing a few things here and there. My mother and father died when I was 7, that is when Rotti Largo took me in.
Growing up Rotti was very good to me. He gave me whatever I wanted. I became close friends with Amber, Pavi, and Luigi. For those few years we were very close. We could have anything imaginable, with Rotti head of GeneCo. It was almost like a fairytale.
But then one day I over heard Amber speaking to Rotti...
"He is a street rat, Daddy. He doesn't belong in this house, or even in this company for that matter!"
"But, Amber, he is very intelligent. He thought about Zydrate, and he doesn't even take credit for it."
"Daddy, it is either him or me."
"Amber, you know I..."
"Pick!"
"You know the answer...you."
"Good, I will go kick out Graverobber."
But before she could I left. I trusted them, I worked for them, and that is how they repay me? By kicking me out on the damn streets.
I just could not believe my ears. I wondered aroung aimlessly for what seemed like hours. Then I found a street. I was now my streeet. I claimed it.
Luckily for me I just tought those mindless zombies a crappy Zydrate. I am the only one who knows where and what the best Zydrate, straight from the source.
So one night, when everyone was asleep, I snuck into the company, got a few syringes and a Zydrate gun. I then went to a graveyard, found some newly dead corpses, stuck my syringe up their nose, and received my Zydrate.
That I where everything begins. I started to sell my Zydrate. started to get regular customers, and even get my best customer. The one and only Amber Sweet.
You are probably wondering why I let Amber Sweet be one of my customers after she kicked me out of the home I grew up in.
Well, all good secrets come out in time.