A test tube baby.
A failure.
He was an angry young man, but then again who wouldn't be when all your life all you ever heard were words of negativity.
In his nineteen years of existence, because what he had led up until that moment could not be called a life, he had never, not once, heard the loving words of a parent, nor had he experienced the gentle embrace of a mother, or had had the opportunity to be loved in any way.
Never.
His biological father had been a megalomaniac that had disregarded life as easily as one disregards socks, and he had been created as a failed scientific experiment. What nobody realized was that even if he had been created from biogenetic material, he was still human.
What he wanted, what he needed, nobody cared, and that in turn made him angry, and now he wanted revenge.
Revenge on the brother who had everything. The brother who was not a failure. The brother that hadn't run from the frying pan into the fire. The brother that could be happy.
If he had been shown even a little bit of love during his miserable existence, he would have been a great catch. The boy was not ugly by any means, but he didn't know how to interact with others, thus scaring away any potential girlfriends. But then again, thoughts of finding love were not in his head, he didn't even know what love was.
He headed towards Orb.
That is where he was, and that was where he would die.
He didn't know there was also a sister, but even if he did, he didn't care about her. She was a Natural, born from a mother by an egg fertilized in the natural way; she was expected to be just a mere human, not like him. The egg he came from had been expected to evolve and eventually become the ultimate human being, but it did not.
But then things hardly ever go as planned.