Lukash was born and raised in the town of Zelenegorsk to Chernarussian parents. He was only 11 when the civil war broke out and the consequences would change his life forever. His father was a NAPA soldier who fell during an attack by Russian forces, leaving his mother struggling to care for him. Lukash lived an almost feral existence, scrounging for scraps among garbage when his mother could not afford to put food on the table. He hunted for small animals with a hand crafted slingshot, killing rats and the occasional unfortunate cat that stumbled into his path.
The political unrest worsened and the country was plunged even further into turmoil. His mother contracted pneumonia, but the hospitals were too crowded and she was turned away at the doors. She died in her bed with Lukash by her side. Alone and desperate, his head started to fill with terrible thoughts. Starving and weak, he took his knife and dug it into the skin of his recently deceased mother. He raised a chunk of flesh to his mouth, hesitating only briefly as he devoured it. He repeated the process until his stomach was satiated.
It would not be the last time he ate human flesh. His mind became broken, unable to cope with the atrocities he had experienced. He came to relish the taste, killing even once the war was over just to satisfy his cravings.
10 years later, he came into contact with a group of foreigners over the dark web while browsing his horrifying fetishes and suggested they come to his country. Political unrest was once again taking hold of the country and Lukash knew first hand how easy it was for atrocious crimes to go unnoticed. The outbreak only served to make it easier. They roamed the lands in search of victims, playthings in their twisted game.