Dylan was from Scotland. He grew up in a small town just outside of Glasgow. His mother had bipolar disorder, this triggered just after the birth of Dylan, his father on the other hand, he was a drunk, he lost the woman he loved when she was brought into an asylum as her condition was uncontrollable. Growing up Dylan had a hard life, people in school would make fun of him calling his mother "insane" and other things along lines of that. This lead Dylan to be introverted and not socialise with other kids. His father noticed how low his self esteem was and began to chat with him about moving. The only problem was that they would need to find an asylum that would allow a transfer for his mother.
Dylan and his father eventually moved to Chernarus in 2016 to have a fresh start and get away from the bullying. His mother got transferred to an asylum up North so Dylan could still visit his mother on the weekends. But this new life never went as they planned. Nothing ever does. The drinking never stopped and his father passed away from alcohol consumption which lead to Dylan being put in foster care. God he hated it. Somehow he ended up with living with a Chernarussian man who only took him in to get the extra money by taking in foster kids. The man beat him when he was bored, he said he needed to be stronger and to stop feeling sorry for himself. As he continued living with the Chernarussian man, he began to have strange mood swings, going from really sad and depressed to enraged and bitter.
He lasted months living with the Chernarussian until one day Dylan snapped. The man burned him with a cigar and Dylan lost it. Dylan stood there staring the man dead in the eyes while holding his arm where the man burnt him. The man saw the look in his eyes and slowly backed away from him. Standing proud, Dylan finally felt as if he won so he walked to his room and went to bed feeling like a new man, so he went to sleep feeling safer than usual. Suddenly Dylan jumped awake, angered by what occurred previously. So he decided to take action and fight back. Dylan slowly walked around the house trying to be as quiet as possible while looking for a weapon. He approached the fireplace finding the man sound asleep in a chair. The rage built up inside him. He gripped the poker hanging from the fireplace and he jabbed it into the mans throat. Blood poured from the man, trickling down him onto the puddle of blood on the floor. Dylan stood, watching the man drown in his own blood.
A month or so passed and Dylan was found guilty of murder. He was tested for mental health issues and was diagnosed with Bipolar Disorder, the same as his mother. He was issued into the same mental asylum as his mother and was left to spend his life there. Until the outbreak came in 2017, Dylan took this opportunity and escaped from the asylum just as everyone else did. Dylan went with a group of individuals who came from the asylum and has stayed with them since.
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