My father bounced on my mother, thinking me and my twin sister died during childbirth. We were split up to keep.it that way. She grew up like royalty, with everything a child could possibly want or need, while I grew up in the desert with my aunt and uncle, who were both unfortunately killed while.I was in my late teens.

They’d lied to me about who my father really was after I was reunited with my sister, and the first time I ever met him I found out first hand how cruel he could be and I unfortunately lost my hand in the fray.

Despite this, he tried everything he could to get me to come work for him and his asshole boss. And mentor.

Ultimately he redeemed himself when he threw that wrinkled prick.down an 3levator shaft, but died soon after.

Life’s a mess.