I suppose it would be best to start at the beginning. My name is Lucas Riddle, I was born on the 15th of May 1994. I wouldn't say I had an extraordinary childhood... my father was an asshole and my mother was far to drunk to given acknowledge my existence. You know, the normal stuff. Anyway, I was fourteen when I got my first job. Worked for a near by apple farm. Nice place, but it was little... The owner had no ambition. He was "happy" with his little farm, making just enough to be fucking happy. So I bid my time, I worked at his "quaint little farm" until I was his right hand man and then I hired some thugs to kill him.
A mugging gone wrong. That's how it was reported anyway... People are so easy to manipulate. I mean why would anyone want to kill the owner of an apple farm? What would be the point? Well as soon as I was in power I showed them the point. Mass expansion, that was the first step. Buy farms on the cheap, turn them into an efficient apple making empire! My first stop, the eastern European country of Chernarus.
It had been a while since the end of the civil war but Chernarus' industry was still trying to bounce back and I was there to take advantage of some of the chaos. Well that was the idea anyway but unfortunately the end of the world happened to break out. Fucking inconvenient if you ask me.