Born to Grisha and Iria Rybakov. His father being a lower-middle class business owner in Moscow and his mother being part-time worker in a textile mill.
Vaclav and his 2 brothers were raised as you would expect. Not too lenient but if they did something wrong they didn't walk away unscratched. His father was a strict believer in harsh physical punishment shortly after something wrong had been committed. Being raised as the Soviet Union began to collapse was a difficult time for Grigori's family. Not seeing the harsh world of communism makes the generation born a lot softer his father would tell them. Vaclav's father compensated that by being extra harsh with his punishments. "They'll thank me one day" he thought.
A few years after the collapse father had opened a restaurant in Moscow, it didn't make them rich by any means but it was something his father invested his money in and it has been looking up in recent years. With the totalitarian government broken Vaclav's father took the chance to open up his business to the underworld. It's a dog eat dog world after all. Through this he established his "Mafia" and would later go on to "take over" the other small business' in the area.
This caused Vaclav to get entrenched in the life of the underworld early. He was the oldest of his brothers so he was the one who was going to take over when his father passes away. He was very confident that he was up to the task though. He'd learn a lot about managing and taking care of the business long-term. He always did his best and never slacked, mostly because of being forced psychologically by his father's pride & discipline. Saying no to his father was something Vaclav would never think of doing, even if he wasn't able to manage, he'd rather take the beating and humiliation than telling his father "No" so Vaclav kept his mouth shut and worked without question until the day his father left for the capital never to return. After months of waiting for his father's return and attempting to keep the businesses from fighting for control Vaclav finally had enough, stepping down from the position of leader that had been forced upon him allowing everyone under his father's control to fight over who would become top dog now, as the months went on and the in fighting became more and more bloody, noone realizing that the world was going to shit around them as they were to focused on fighting each-other over control, Vaclav beginning to take notice that the attacks in the street were something more then the usual gang violence, he told his family to pack up their things and they fled Moscow heading south towards South Zagoria.