Sacha was born in Western Chernarus to two loving parents, Nadia and Artyom.
He was considered a nice, outgoing kid by his parents and teachers, but he had a habit of getting into trouble due to his stubborn and independent nature. He also had a hard time sitting still and was not afraid of getting involved in situations that were way over his head if he saw someone being mistreated.
Due to his somewhat erratic behavior he didn't get far in the school system, and at the age of 16 he started an apprenticeship at a local carpenter shop. He quickly found out he had an innate talent for this line of work. As a bonus, due to the demanding nature of his profession, he was often too tired to stir up trouble after workhours, allowing him to focus on his craft.
Four years later, Sacha signed with a construction company in South Zagoria that had been contracted to help rebuild the region after the civil war.
Depite missing his parents back west, Sacha thrived as business was booming, and he had made a lot of friends at work who appreciated his shenanigans as it brightened their day. He would regularly send letters with money to his aging parents, often writing to them that he hoped to settle down with 'that special one', whom he was sure he'd find very soon. He was sure whoever that special one was, she would be able to set him straight and keep him out of trouble.
A few years later, as South Zagoria once again became a warzone, he found his dreams and the pillars of his life crumbling around him. As the days went by, fewer and fewer of his colleagues and friends showed up to work, and the weekly letters he received from his parents to the west stopped.
As Russian bombs started flying, he decided to seek safety in the countryside, having found an old shack to hole up in and wait it out. As the weeks passed, the sound of firearms and screams were replaced with an eerie silence. Sacha saw that his food supply was dwindling and he desperately yearned for human contact, so he set out to journey through South Zagoria, hoping to find a warm place to have a chat and rest his eyes.
He quickly found out that he could get the equipment (and luxury) he needed by trading with people he met on his path, so Sacha started to make a habit of looking in every nook and cranny for valuable things to barter away. Realizing that his erratic nature often invited more trouble than he could handle, he also made a habit of not staying in any one place for too long.
To this day, he still wonders what happened to his parents and childhood friends to the west, and often dreams of going back there.