I guess it wouldn't be so hard to believe that I was pretty much doing the same thing I'm doing here: Being forced to fight some fucking war for somebody else. I'm a General for something called the Black Order that I don't feel like getting into right now.

Madness is...was...my weapon I had in my own world that i used to kill a shitload of essentially corrupted souls with.

[Explaining things for too long makes Winters bored.]

Before that I was on death row.