What Damyen did before the outbreak does not matter to his character now. For all intensive purposes, Damyen was just your average man. He worked an average job, with an average life, but he did not have the family that he dreamed of. Sure, he had his parents in which raised him and loved him dearly. He could always fall back on his parents, and even his grandparents when they were still alive, but Damyen always wanted to build something for himself. Though times were rough after the war in 2009, the hardships that Damyen and his family went through were a walk in the park compared to what was to come in the world. Damyen doesn't speak much of these times; he likes to look more to the future. This leads us to the fall of man, the end of days, society around us crumbling alongside the strands of government officials trying to keep it together, piece by piece. We all know how that turned out now, don't we?
One would think that someone could have better found a place of belonging outside of this now cruel world. Though, for Damyen, this is where his story truly began; where matters were finally taken into his own hands. Damyen scattered around various different local groups of survivors for the better part of early 2017, when the outbreak had originally hit. Initially, he stayed along the coastline in safety, where CDF presence was focused. As winter began to progress, news of the status of the countryside began to spread. Villages and settlements outside of CDF dominated territory began seeing less and less support, and though this made sense to focus supplies along the more dominated territories, this didn't stop Damyen from wishing to travel inland with like-minded individuals to assist local settlements as much as they could, seeing the conditions. Those who most would see as useless were taught to hunt and scavenge for themselves. After a few days of staying in one place, Damyen and his friends would move off to the next location, assisting in similar ways to help bolster moral where government forces were failing to. As time went on, the rough winter was coming to a close, and more people had come to help these forces that cared and looked out for the lesser individuals, the more meek and feeble that were left to die in the eyes of some. Damyen and this force he had come to love and help strayed from the more secured areas of Chernarus, looking to continue help bolster the smaller communities.
By no means was Damyen the leader of these forces. When their journey had first begun at the beginning of winter, it was a man named Rykov Yurievich that had gathered those like-minded individuals together. With the help of Damyen and the others that journeyed alongside him, Rykov was able to help blossom a resistance of sorts. When most people think of a resistance, they think towards other individuals, a governmental body perhaps, but this resistance did not resist those figures. Rykov wished to look past the continual fighting of the healthy people that still existed in this world and fought the resist the true problem that had changed every way in which we lived; the infected. To Damyen, Rykov was a mentor, a savior to those who truly needed saving. Rykov taught his men and women how to fend for themselves; to shoot a gun, to properly wield a knife, how to remain calm in dangerous situation. These teachings passed on to everyone who took arms against the infected and those who looked to bolster the many smaller communities around the central and western regions of Chernarus. For safety purposes, as well as for the growth of his people, Rykov refused to go north towards Belozersk, and shortly after that to go east towards South Zagoria. There was no way that Rykov and his forces could avoid the fighting in and around Belozersk, and as time went on South Zagoria became more known as a chaotic and dangerous region of Chernarus. It was simply too risky.
As growth of the resistance continued, Rykov and his forces started acting on hordes of infected. Trusted and talented individuals were set off to take care of these hordes, as well as bring hordes of infected to defensible areas for the resistance to take care of, like lambs to the slaughter. Damyen had worked his way to become one of these trusted individuals, acting as a land scout as well as a recruiter when approaching smaller groups of people. When Damyen wasn't out acting as a face for Rykov and his forces, he was running about gathering infected together to bring to their closest fortification, or a trap that they had prepared for mass groups of infected. The job was dangerous, but also the most respected work apart of the resistance. The work of Damyen and those who also shared his position would soon lead to the build up of a massive project. Though, when put into execution, the project ended up being a massive failure. Damyen was lucky to survive their latest attack on the infected, an attack which left Rykov as well as most of his men in shambles.
Though Rykov had passed since this point, his spirit lived on through the remnants of his resistance that he built. Figureheads of the resistance, including Damyen, got together to help plan the rebuilding of Rykov's resistance. Apart of this plan, Damyen was sent to an area once forbidden by his mentor in search of more capable men and women to hold up Rykov's will.