"You might say that I have an electrifying personality, hm?"

Pascal was initially hatched and raised by his parents alongside his big brother, Ignatius, who was just a year or two older than him. Life at first for the young Browlet was nice-- the parents were able to take care of the two, and he grew to be quite close with his brother. However, things slowly started to get sour. Along with their parents' waning attention to them and the stresses of everything, Ignatius' first aspect-- fire-- started to come into play. With minor fires being common in the house from time to time, especially due to the neglect, things finally got stressful enough for the parents to where they sent Pascal's big brother away to the common foster place that is more capable of raising young Browbirds, thinking that they'd likely be better off trying to raise just one and being able to give a bit more attention that way. The sudden disappearance of his brother and him no longer being there really hurt Pascal though, and for the next couple years, he grew up pretty lonely. With time, Pascal's first aspect finally began to show itself too-- lightning. His parents were surprised to learn about this, to say the least, and they were even further stressed out by the now common electrical shortages and nasty shocks they might accidentally receive when coming into contact with him. With all of the stress and not being well-equipped to handle a browlet with such an aspect, they sent him off to the same foster they sent Ignatius to. Pascal wasn't happy with his parents whatsoever because of everything that's happened with him over his life with them, but the one thing he finally was happy for was that his brother was still at the foster he was sent to, which he had since forgotten the exact name of since he was so young at the time of his brother being sent away. At the very least, he wasn't alone anymore, and he could finally, hopefully, live a bit of a happier life there at the foster.

Life thankfully was better there at the foster-- he got attention he needed, along with a better education and more socialization than before with his parents. On top of that, he actually got to grow up with his brother, which he was pretty happy about! When the day finally came that Ignatius could move out though, it was a sad moment for Pascal. On one hand, he'd still be in the foster for a year or two more, and on the other, his brother would no longer be there. Sure, he may have made plenty of friends around his age there, but he'd still really miss his brother. It took a little reassurance from Ignatius before his departure, but Pascal finally, in the end, accepted that this wouldn't truly be the last he'd see or hear of him, especially since he was going off to pursue his dreams of being a famous travelling magician! The thought of that was actually a bit exciting to Pascal, and he wished his brother the best before he finally did leave.

Soon enough, it was finally Pascal's time to leave the foster. He was old enough and ready for life, and while he was excited, he was also pretty afraid. Would he do well? Would he be alright? There was no telling, and that was a little scary, but he was prepared for that moment with what he did know. Soon after leaving the foster, he managed to get a starting out job at a retail store in his home city, with his new living place being a rented apartment several floors up from the ground in an apartment complex. It was during his couple years of working his job and living there that he finally discovered what he was a bit more passionate for-- music, particularly singing. Towards the end of his job in retail, it wasn't uncommon that he'd find himself humming or even quietly singing his favorite songs to himself when nobody was around. Eventually, he wound up resigning from his job in retail when he managed to land himself a job as a worker at a karaoke bar not that much farther away from his home. The pay was better, he was old enough to work there, and it could be the perfect sort of beginner's stepping stone for him in the music industry, even if super small! If anything, it could be the perfect place for him to practice his singing at. When he started his work there, things were pretty nice and interesting-- besides the occasional bar fight or person that was horribly off-key. The practice he got there was pretty nice, and it helped him improve quite a lot-- enough to the point where customers and other workers of the bar would occasionally ask when he might put on another little show again. It was flattering to be asked such questions, and it helped to boost Pascal's own confidence in himself, his ability, and his capability to get into the competitive music industry. Life was great there at the bar, and it still is to this day as he continues to practice, improve, and tries to pursue his own dreams.