Chase was born and raised in South Carolina, USA and left shortly after graduating from high school. Whereupon he found work as a waiter on a cruise liner, giving him the opportunity to see the world and admire the ocean he adored so much. During a stop in Turkey, Chase was asked for assistance in serving passengers on another cruise liner, the Sea Queen, that happened to be passing through the Green and Black seas towards Romania. The outbreak reached his ship when, shortly after leaving Trabzon, they happened upon an odd sight. A small, lone fishing vessel was floating about with no sign of its crew. Upon investigating the boat, they discovered a body outside the captains cabin with a knife embedded in its skull. Inside the cabin they found what appeared to be the only survivor on the vessel; a tired, pale man with a ragged bite on his arm. The man was babbling incoherently and clearly in distress so Chase and his fellow shipmates carried the man back to the cruise liner and down to the sick-bay. Soon afterward the man turned, attacking the doctor and any passenger he could get a hold of. They in turn attacked and fed upon others once they turned. The resulting chaos lasted over the coarse of a few days, with every passenger either being eaten alive, turned against one another, or drowning in the sea in a vein attempt to escape the horror. The currents carried the doomed vessel through the Green Sea. Eventually supplies began to run low and this left Chase and four survivors with two options; stay and die, or grab a life boat and row to possible safety. After sneaking through the lesser populated sections of the ship they were able to grab the last remaining life boat. Luck was both against and for them, as they managed to make their way to Chernarus, but sadly much of the region had already fallen to the infection and the region was in turmoil. Seeing this, Chase came to the conclusion that the fishing vessel that got them into this trouble in the first place must have come from this place, trying to escape. And now Chase was trapped here too. Through his time in the region Chase came across many people, one of which was an odd woman. Chase spent time with the woman, generally traveling together for a few days before one night, he awoke to a knife to his throat. The woman was actually a slave trader, and wasted no time in passing Chase off to a buyer. The buyer, in addition to being a general mad-man, was abusive towards his slaves. One night the man decided to give each of his slaves a scar so that they never forget what happened to them and so that he could easily recognize them if they were to escape. When he reached Chase he thought for a moment, considering what to carve into him. The man recalled how Chase had spoken to the younger slaves, attempting to educate them whenever possible on some of the things he knew himself, one of which was about prehistoric life. The evil man ripped Chase's shirt from his body and carved three rough letters into his back. R E X. In addition to this, he restrained Chase and had his teeth filed down into the shape of a sharks, with matching sharpness. This included a long cut through each of his cheeks, giving his mouth a slit appearance.
One night the mans home was attacked by bandits, and some of the slaves were killed or taken by their new owners. Rex however was able to escape. But not before confronting the man who had tortured him for so long and tearing out his throat with the very teeth he had given Rex. After being on the run for a couple of days Rex came upon a small town. He stared for a while at the letters written into the worn metal road-sign, struggling to read the language. He eventually shrugged and settled down in an abandoned shack, tugging the old, tattered blankets of the bed over himself. He ran his fingers over the rough letters upon his back and thought to himself.
Where to from here?