Grew up as a small boy tinkering with any ship parts he could get his hands on, by his teenage years he had managed to cobble together a small firearm using parts from a couple small pulse lasers, now, it didn't have the damage of it's larger counterpart, but it was great for shooting any kind of deep space vermin. That was until he realized that there were worse things than giant Tardigrades. He met his first pirate roughly around the same time that he earned his pilots license which ended in the death of his mother and the incapacitation of his father. Shortly after, he was recruited into the Federation's ranks, having lost his purpose. He quickly climbed the ranks of the Navy and upon completion of his term, left with a newfound desire to hunt pirates. He did this for about 5 years until one day he returned home, only to have his ship be shut down by what he would later come to know as Thargoids. He watched as his home was burned away and in the aftermath, swore revenge till death