Built on a foundation of nothing but white hot anger and the fear of others. Maul was never given a chance to know what it was like to be his own person. After many many blind turns and mistakes, it finally led up to a gruesome reality check. With his leg brutally severed from his body, leaving him to die in an unknown place.

While he lay there an unlikely person saved his life. A nameless goddess took his almost lifeless body into her warm arms and healed him. She gave him a new life in a place where he would most likely not be recognized. She was not able to return his legs, but she fortinaly gave him legs of unknown technologie.

His mental recovery was a long and bumpy road. Although, eventually he was able to get back on his feet. While on this road of recovery he found that he was a good cook and an even better baker. He loved this skill and loved how happy others were to try his food and pastries he makes.