Iman was born into a poor family in Egypt, in the early 1600s. Having no particular ambition in life, he assumed he would get a simple, honest job, and make a simple living. However, his youth and beauty caught the eye of a wealthy French tourist. Offering a large sum to Iman's parents this stranger took him in as a servant.

That stranger turned out to be a member of the old vampiric nobility, a pure-blood who had lived too long to remember the years passed. A narcissistic and hedonistic man with whimsical tendencies, he trained Iman to anticipate his needs and desires. Iman learned quickly to value his master's will above all else. Living in a dark mansion, in a country whose language he was struggling to learn, this is how Iman spent his youth.

Many of his master's servants were cast out when they reached adulthood, no longer holding any interest for their fickle master. Iman expected such a fate for himself as well, however, his master had other plans in mind. Without consulting his fellow nobility or bothering to ask Iman's consent, he turned Iman into a vampire, so that he would be young and beautiful forever.

This decision was seen as disrespectful and frivolous by the rest of the coven. Adding a commoner, and a foreign one at that, to their noble and immortal ranks, was unheard of. Iman's master put forth minimal effort to defend him from such criticism, and scarcely viewed Iman as a vampire himself. Rather, Iman was meant to be an ageless plaything. He learned to accept this, just as he learned to accept his meals from the necks of servants who had once been his companions.

For centuries, Iman did not leave the mansion except at his master's side. He made no decisions, and did his best to neither think nor want anything for himself. He only had value insofar as he was obedient, and knew the coven would put an end to him as soon as his master grew tired of him. He felt no fear about this fate, only acceptance.

However, this was not the way he was to end. His master, as careless and fickle as ever, eventually had a falling out with the rest of the coven, sparking a blood feud which resulted in corrupt Hunters at his door. Panicking more for his wealth and estate than his life, Iman's master shoved a suitcase filled with jewels and cash into Iman's uncertain arms, and ordered him to flee. "I will find you," he said. "Keep it safe for me."

Not three days later, Iman saw the news of his master's death in the newspapers.

Knowing that he could not stay in France, with his master's enemies, Iman fled as far as he could, feeling guilty about spending his master's money without permission but worse about the idea of having it all snatched away by the coven who had him killed. Looking to disapear, he ended up in London, England.

Iman spent three years as a shell of a person, merely going through the motions of taking care of himself, drowning in his newfound freedom. By lucky happenstance, he met Caleb in the streets, who immediately decided that they should be friends. Since then, he has slowly been finding a new identity.