In a time that was neither in my future nor in my past, a young boy of about 100 lived and learned on Gallifrey in the constellation of Kasterborous. That was until one day he faced an evil so wicked that that it had to be destroyed, but the enemy was so powerful that the boy could not defeat him. The only thing that the boy could do was lock it away and so he sealed its prison cell with a word; his own name. But if this name was ever to be uttered anytime or anywhere the seal would break and the demon would be let loose. So the boy travelled throughout time and space and stole his name away. He erased it from the minds and records of the universe; when he heard his real name he replaced it with Theta-Sigma and he vowed to only be called Doctor from that day forth. Doctor, a figure of healing and good throughout the worlds, a promise to never again have to do as dark a deed as he did that day. Yet promises are hard to keep and the Doctor is no exception.