Jozzle was abandoned by his parents after his egg hatched. Once his parents saw that Jozzle was born without eyes they panicked and thought it was a bad omen. They shoved him into the hands of the nearest village, not even caring if they accepted, packed up their whole life, and moved as far away as they could. The villagers feared Jozzle, even though he was nearly a newborn. The elders of the village were tasked with raising him and they were distant and resilient. The children of the village bullied and teased Jozzle for not having eyes and for being an enderman. The village educated him poorly because they didn't want to interact or speak to the poor boy. A slow resentment for villagers grew and so did Jozzle's habit of destruction and vandalism. He always seemed to be in trouble with the elders, grounded, bullied, beaten on the daily. He grew to hate them and so that's where he focused his anger. He broke their vases, their furniture, at one point even their bones. The villagers forced him to take an anger management class filled with art and yoga. Jozzle, for once was not treated differently than everyone else while he was there. He learned his love for art and began practicing while not at the classes. He used this art form to resolve his trauma and hatred for villagers throughout the years, living in a room from day-to-day. Eventually Jozzle decided that he knew what he wanted to do, he wanted to leave. Although he had tamed his wild resentment for the villagers , their presence still made him uncomfortable. So he packed his art supplies and set out as a starving artist. He wanted to travel the world and paint graffiti style paintings.