Having originally been adopted to function as a personal medical assistant, Victor belonged to a small-town doctor, helping out with all sorts of mundane cases. However, one day, upon being offered a better position in the big city, Victor was promptly left behind as his owner left to chase their dreams. At first, Victor was sure that perhaps the doctor simply wanted him to make sure their little clinic wouldnt be left unattented, having gained a lot of experience working with them. However, as days turned into weeks, and then weeks turned into months, it started to become painfully apparent Victor's owner wasnt coming back. Many locals tried to take in the now-stray kittybot, but after being tossed aside despite everything he did for his former owner, the heartbreak was simply too much. Having grown cold and bitter from being abandoned, Victor abruptly ditched the clinic and small town himself, vowing that if his master wanted to go onto bigger and better things, then he'll just have to surpass them and take that dream away from them.

Upon finding his way to the city, Victor began work as a back-alley doctor who would help diagnose cases of kittybot viruses without all the hassel of having to go through official programmers, granted for a rather hefty cost in exchange for the private procedures. In actuality, however, Victor had actually taken up work as an underground researcher, experimenting with kittybot viruses and using his front as a doctor as a means to discretly acquire new "materials," with his findings then being sold off to the highest bidder. Additionally, he also became involved with the Black Market, using his talents to collect "merchandise" in exchange for a cut of the profits upon beind sold.

Sometimes, Victor can't help but wonder how he had managed to fall so hard from grace, and how that once sweet, small-town clinic aid turned into the cold, bitter monster he is now, but at this point...who cares? There's research waiting to be done and money to be made!