My name is Jacob Shelby.
This is my story... This is how it began.
Born in the middle of London.
In my earlier life I was a criminal, born into a life of obsession and crime, disregarding life... Disregarding friends, brought up to respect family and those within it.
My life began at the age of 10, Smuggling illegal narcotics into Central London for my father, Proving myself loyal to him and his... as he calls them "Brothers" which to me was funny and kind of daunting because I thought I would have to show myself worthy before following in my fathers footsteps by showing everyone that I had what it would take to learn... what was needed to be within my fathers "Brotherhood".
The next 4 years were for me... Enjoyable and entertaining being a kid, We don't understand what we would be doing nor would we understand what we would be doing.
My father had moved me away from narcotics to smuggling small weapons and ammunition into Central London to arm his "Brothers" for potential... Gang Wars.
They were planning on executing a large scale attack on another Gang within London for my Fathers "Brotherhood" to get better ground on controlling London and with his "Bribed" law enforcement it would seemingly be a success.. If I hadn't of said anything to my friends at school, Stupidly not listening to my father.... I liked to brag in school about how my father was a big bad man and talking about everything we did together and what he would make me do, me being me, I thought this was safe and no one would find out.... but at that time being a child I didn't know how fast and quickly things moved around school and soon the Teachers took me aside and as did the Police... at that moment I knew I had done something I would always regret for the rest of my life.
The Teacher had told the Police everything my friends had been talking about outside in the playground and in the class, The man asked me more questions about it and took me away to a place.. and told me it was for my own safety, later that night I watched the television and saw my father on the news and all his so called "Brothers" on there to, with my father going away for along time I was put in the Child Protection and sent away to a "Christian" school for boys, Where I had learnt all the bad deeds I had been doing for my father and what I had done to many people within London.
Being in a Christian school, I had along of time to repent my sins and continue to learn and grow stronger, being taught better.. being shown better.
After learning for years what was right and what was wrong, I had vowed to protect the innocent and do lords work for the people of the world.
Preaching to people and working with less fortunate people within the world, by the age of 20 I was released from the School and let to work within the real world and support those within it.
My first endeavour or "Crusade" as people would call it was in-fact my home of London, this brought many memories and many different feelings that I didn't understand because I was a child when all the things that had happened to me... began, now being in my twenties, I felt somehow responsible for my fathers problems... not trying to understand what was happening and just wanting to continue doing what I was doing... I began to... slowly snap and go back to what I was doing, through the 6 years of being slapped, whipped and basically abused to be shown the way to the Lord and saviour.. Jesu... I continued to want to follow in my fathers footsteps within London.
A few weeks after arriving in London I had already started to get a following... A Cult of sorts, A small religious organisation called the "The Brotherhood" like my father... We would hide in the shadows and only go out at Night removing the heretics of the city and cleansing the streets of the heresy that was all around us, I had finally lost my way and continued my fathers work, throughout the next couple of years our organisation had grown from a small little group of "Worshippers" to an unstoppable army of fearless worshippers that I had created... that I had built... I had built a gathering of people that had the same intentions as myself... growing still and creating new meaning to life, but London was a small goal.. London was a small dot on our map it was time for us to grow.. time for us to move and expand.
The next couple of years, We moved from country to country.
Age 22 we had grown from London to Ireland and Scotland
Age 24 we had moved from the United Kingdom to the United States
Finally Age 26 we had moved to Russia, growing as far as countries around Russia.
Being the "Leader" as you would say of this giant mass of followers I had finally decided to start branching out to more... less known places such as Transnistria, Belarus and even creating a small following of the remaining people within the Chernobyl fallout zone, with that we had decided to move south of Russia into a place called "Chernarus" where we started to look around and attempt to preach the word in many ways and many different places within Chernarus which we started in Belozersk and started to move to South Zagoria then it started and our goals and meaning had changed.
The Apocalypse had started right under us... Right where we had just come to serve the lord and begin our work cleansing the place of heretics.
Our lord had brought angels to our ground and the Heretics had risen from hell.. Our meaning had changed...
Jacob Shelby.. Brother Shelby's Meaning had changed.
I serve the lord in all his forms, I will remove these heretics from the world... I will remove anyone that stops the lords work.
I will fight for my lord and saviour.