Born from death as the call it. Being the cause of his mother’s death, or at least being told that he was. Maven grew up with and abusive father who was an alcoholic. He would not accept the death of his
wife and drowned the pain in alcohol. Maven suffered beatings weekly and sometimes daily. He was punished for being alive. One day everything just snapped and Maven’s thoughts and reasoning were cast
aside. Drifting to the kitchen and grasping a knife his mind began to fill with dark sinister thoughts. Walking to his father’s bed room to see him sleeping. With on quick thrust it was all over. His thoughts
came back to him and he had realized what he had done. He knew he couldn’t just leave the mess here so he decided to stage a break in. Luckily for him the authorities believed this fairytale. Killing his father
did not ease the pain on Maven’s heart. He wanted more, something to put his mind at rest. Months later the local papers were discussing the disappearances of animals. Maven had begun killing animals to
ease his pain, but it never worked. The only relief he got was the death of his father. He decided to capture the bloody bodies of the animals he killed to store them as memories. He called it his artwork.
Authorities had been keeping an eye on suspects and they seemed to be narrowing down to Maven. Maven acted swiftly buying a plane ticket to anywhere possible. Chernarus was now his new destination
and home. His desires were still going to be put in action, but there were a few obstacles soon to be in his way, but it shouldn’t be too much of a problem for him.