Date of birth2001-01-23 (22 years old)
Place of birthMoskow Russia
LanguagesEnglish Russian Swedish
Kodiak grew up in a stable family with his mother, a Swede. And Father an angry Russian
During his childhood he was homeschooled by his mother, she taught him all the boring normal stuff, like 2+2 and how to write and read. She taught him Swedish and such and such.
But Kodiak never payed much attention, he was to busy goofing around. As children do, but Kodiak never grew up from his childish ways, he's doomed to always be a goof
He only ever could sit down and pay attention when taught about Paganism, it was fascinating to him.
Kodiak was easily bored and grew restless, through his teenage years he got mixed up in the wrong crowd, from fights to theft, drugs and burglary.
His dad grew tired of his behavior and decided to send him off to a mercenary school to try and discipline the kid.
Hoping it would roughen him up a little. But quite the contrary Kodiak had a lot of fun.
He ran through the physical training and craved more. Drenched in mud he disappointingly asked if that was all. The sergeants looked at him in confusion.
Kodiak couldn't get enough, shooting guns. Running up and down and constantly pranking his poor bunkmates he had a blast.
It wouldn't take to long before Kodiak was a full blown Mercenary, sent far and wide he got to see the world for what it is, crooked and dark.
But Kodiak found beauty in his work, always on his toes ready to fight for a cause. Whatever that cause was he didn't really know, or care.
but he sure had fun, and got payed well to.
Until eventually the missions grew more difficult, and targets more dangerous.
They were hired to hunt down and kill one of Russia's greatest terrorist. A Chechen, that's all he knew.
His company fell one by one, The few remaining including Kodiak hit an IED while trying to retreat.
Now there was only Kodiak and one other man, but he didn't know his name. It wasn't that personal amongst the Mercenaries
But he saved Kodiak's life, the bullet intended for him struck the man in the back and Kodiak managed to slip away.
Kodiak tried his best to find his way home, with no way of contacting anyone. And all alone, he somehow ended up in Norway. Kodiak wasn't very good with directions either
Even tho he had traveled for what seemed like forever Kodiak was still hungry for work, he ran into a man in a bar, like literally Kodiak ran into the bar and ran into a man in the doorway.
Strange man started screaming at him in what sounded like Swedish, but with a lisp.
Devils tounge Kodiak thought to himself, but he still tried to apologize.
But the man grabbed him by the collar and dragged him to a couple men in fancy uniforms.
Kodiak asked the men ''Hey! How can i get one of those fancy uniforms?''
They laughed, and that made Kodiak smile. Even though they were definitely laughing at him
They called themselves PLIKT, and soon thereafter Kodiak could call himself PLIKT as well
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