You always had a weird part in your nature, you were part wendigo, an inhuman demonic beast that feeds on live creatures. You would often spend your time in the forest, hell the forest was your home now, you just slept in abandoned places you found around, and you ate whatever wandered the forest.

Jack had gotten a mission to capture you after many proxies reported that a creature had been trying to attack and eat them. Then he saw it, he saw you. You were sitting on the floor, a dead body you had been feasting on in front of you, organs sprawled all around you, blood on your hands. What caught Jack even more off guard was your unhealthily skinny body and enormous antlers, and then he connected to wendigoes.