Born on the dawn of a new year Daniel Joiner was a blessing for his parents John and Karen Joiner. By all accounts he was a healthy bouncing baby boy, who loved nothing more than spending time with his parents. But soon that all changed. Daniel's father was a foreign diplomat for the Canadian government leading up the start of the cold war. As a diplomat he lived in Moscow, Russia with his only son and wife. But during this formative and dangerous period of time the Russian government was declaring sane citizens of other countries to be insane and locking them up in asylums as political prisoners. Entire families would go missing. including Daniel's.
After his family was taken Daniel was seperated from his family immediately at the age of 13 and subjected to the worst fourms of neglect and torture a child could indure. Left to starve and rot in a cell with nothing but the smell of shit and unrine to keep him company. He only cried for help for the first year. Eventully a mind breaks and he didn't cry out anymore.
15 years passed before his hell in this Russian political prison would end. By this point both his parents had been killed in the same torturous conditions their only surviving son had survived. But this came at a price. Daniel had become more of a what then a who. A person whom didn't have a real identity and a mistrust for all those around him from years a negligence and abuse.
At 28 years of age Daniel was released to the only suitable place a broken mind tortured by violence and death can do. An experimental asylum hidden deep in the northern tundra of Russia. His life improved with the help of a Doctor named Yuri Antanov. Dr.Antanov was known world wife for his breakthrough drug-less therapy techniques as well as hit cutting edge approaches to repairing the broken mind of the insane. Daniel was to be his crowning achievement, the crescendo of his already distinguished career.
20 years would pass and all efforts to save Daniels mind failed. He had become something or someone else, an alter had taken over. A violent psychopath whom aptly named himself "Jester" a title of which he earned for his sick and twisted sense of humor and his equally twisted treatment of orderly's and patients alike. By this point he had been locked in a secure wing for 10 years after killing a nurse on duty and injuring two male staff who attempted to save the poor woman.
near the end of this 20 year stretch Jester had become tired and bored, in attempts to force human contact and torment those who cared for him he smuggled a mirror into his cell and used the broken glass that resulted from its destruction to systematically removed chunks of his own face. A final fuck you to his so called doctors.
Much isn't known of Daniel's escape, of if he survived his long journey south back to civilization. But what suggests he survived was evidence of his calling card, the removal and consumption of the victims face meat.
Daniel continued south, finding his way to Chernarus. Killing on occasion and robbing in small amounts to not arise suspicion. But then it happend, the world as we know it ended. But for Jester, things were just getting started.