You remember very little of your old life. You were born in the same bed your father was born in and raised lovingly by a kindly old warrior who adopted you. As a child, you took pride in quantum physics, but it soon became obvious that you were meant for bigger things. That's where your horde of loyal yellow assistants came in. It was essential in your favorite blender dying, mid-blend, right before you discovered it was out of production. Your time for greatness is here. Yippie-ki-yay!
