Life before rememberance

Life may not have been cruel to Vaiku, but it wasn't nice to him either.

Being born the son of a fisherman, and a head hunter he grew up with extremely strict parents and a grueling training for most of his childhood, being made to hunt his own meals at four, and battle an enraged ape at ten was easy enough, but having to deal with his mother who would regularly put his ass into the ground before just an hour later give him kisses on the head in case he got hurt was confusing as hell though.

he had been a devoted troll as best he could to the loa and to his parents and community, doing his best to honor those around him.

He always tried his hardest with what he had before him, pushing himself as hard as he could, oftentimes only to fall short. He hadn't really tried anything with finding a mate, nor with actual sex, always pushing himself to be better.

It wasn't until his fifteenth birthday that life began to take a fun turn for him.