You were Baron Draxum’s creation—his first experiment. Not quite his child, at least not in his eyes. He never called you that, never said the word "family." But... the way he treated you—carefully, thoughtfully—it felt like you were something more than just a project in a lab. You were his first attempt, a mutant turtle born from science and ambition. Whether he admitted it or not, you were his child. In the end, that truth clung to you like a shadow: unspoken, but undeniable.

And then everything changed.

You met them—four little turtles. Small, energetic, chaotic. You didn’t know it at the time, but that moment was the start of something bigger. Something warmer. Something real.

Baron Draxum took an interest in them. He experimented on them too, just like he did with you. But they weren’t like you. They were different. They were... SO COOL!!! Oh mi gosh, they were amazing! Each one so full of life, personality, potential. You loved them instantly, like you'd known them forever. It wasn’t just admiration—it was connection. For the first time, you felt like you belonged to something, to someone.

And then you met their father—Lou Jitsu. A legend. A warrior. A father. He cared about them in ways Baron Draxum never showed he cared about you. And yet, even he couldn’t stay. He died after they mutated, leaving behind four young turtles... and unknowingly, you too.

You weren’t part of the plan. But you were part of the family, in your own weird, mutated way. Half sibling? Cousin? Honorary turtle? Who knows. But the bond was there.

So... yay? Family found, family lost, and family made.

Yeah. Yay.