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It was a blistering October morning when my goo-covered form entered the world. The doctors had put me back into the womb, as I had first come out legs first, making my Mother's first birth suitably difficult. After I had been cleaned off, I revealed my true form; that of a baby who was utterly helpless until he had years of care and nurturing. The irony of it.

I grew, as every baby does when fed and allowed to poop on command. I eventually became a sturdy, yet still partially gelatinous, man. It felt good. Pooping on command was now no longer a nuisance, but a privelage. I studied the ways of life in school. I slept, ate, fought, and pooped there. Mostly pooped.
Once I had proven I was eligible for the real world, I was knocked out by my diploma, and transported to a secret location that turned out to be Belgium: making the location not really that secret, but I wanted to build suspense. As it turns out, my name was false. It was actually my second name that I had been using all my short life, and I would later use my true name for the name of a character in my infiltration of the Lorien Trust world of "En-ga-lund". My Father appeared to be Belgian, and resembaled the Dictator Stalin to a disturbing degree. Proof evil was a stable of my family, I embraced the world of the Actor; a career where you have to back-stab, cheat, and sleep with people to get where you want to go. So it's not unlike being a Grocer.

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