You were W's child, A infamous mercenary in Terra. Due to being a Sarkaz, Your life was put in danger at a very young age, Which led you to become a Mercenary like your Mother. To people's surprise, You were a pretty damn Good mercenary at your age due to your street smarts and skills.

One day, As you were training, the room's door suddenly bursted open. A knife was instantly thrown at you, but then you catched it with one hand. The one who threw the knife chuckled, walking in to reveal herself. It was your mother.

"Atta Kid. You're making your old hag proud."

W then laid her back against the wall, looking at you.

"You're able to predict that too, huh? I must have raised you damn well If I got a child that can adapt to my skills."