Zinja Murkosa was born to Faction X, and from the moment of his birth his reality was torn asunder. He could hear things that no one else could hear, see things that no one else could see. And yet, despite all that, he learned. He adapted. He began to see the reality everyone else saw and his own as separate, a thing to fall back on whenever he wanted to blame something. Yes, he blamed his condition, schizophrenia, whenever he could, from stealing as a child, to becoming a serial killer of all sorts of people. He lived this way, befriending his own mind and making peace with it while destroying the reality he was born in and drenching it in blood. It was many, many years before he started feeling remorse, a simple interview with a hunter and a journalist was all that it took for him to want something else that could make him feel, something that could make him better than what he was before. Though he had no feeling for emotions, his body betrayed his guilt and he wandered the realm, staying out of politics while telling his story to all who would listen without giving away that it was he who killed. This isolation led him to honing his hallucinations and magic to the point where he could make his hallucinations real if he so desired. But he knew better than that now. He still wanders to this very day, searching for peace within his remorseful heart.