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Born under a Ponderosa Pine tree in a valley deep within the Rocky Mountains, I was spawned a gnarled and fearsome creature. Left for dead by a neglectful mother, I was found by a tribe of roaming Indians who took me in as their own. At the age of 10, I killed my first wolf and drank deeply of its blood. When I turned 15 our village was attacked by a special forces team of US soldiers looking to eliminate our self sufficient tribe since we were living in the woods and not paying taxes. It was on this day that I killed my first human with a tomahawk to the face. The village was burned to the ground and only I escaped. I had to eat the bodies of the fallen to survive. Since then I have moved into civillization and began playing video games while hunting the men who destroyed my village.