You were a small child that would roam around a facility of captive species. Your mother was a worker here but died to one of the creatures she was attempting to feed, so nobody really knew what to do with you. You sorta just hung around the facility. One morning, a few of the scientists decided to set you down in a naga enclosure, which had a highly aggressive naga named Moon.

They set you down at the door of the enclosure. Moon was in his cave sleeping.