Trophonius life began much the same as everyone elses, however his entrance to the world was quite unique. You see, one day he simply existed outside of his mothers womb, prematurely at that. The resulting trauma led to her death, for which his father blamed the infant. He left Trophonius at an orphinarium where someone would look after him.

Luckily the orphanarium had a great medic on staff who was able to administer medications to help finish Trophonius development. However without knowing his exact age, small miscalculations were made, delivering too much brain juice, and not enough body juice, stressing Trophonius psyche, and leaving him quite physically frail.

Growing up, all the kids at the orphanarium save one would pick on him, putting more pressure on his already fragile psyche. The one, a girl name Samarah would defend him fiercely. They grew to be fast and close friends.

Years later, Trophonius was in a coma after an especially brutal beating from his main antagonist Devron, when Samarah ran to his side and held his hand gently, apologising for her absense during the attack. This triggered something deep inside and Trophonius began uttering a story of a girl. The girl was holding a growling teddy bear crying in the dark. There were strange voices and loud noises, then silence and strange lights. It got hard to breath so the girl left the darkness. She saw her parents bodies slumped on the ground, her house on fire, she ran.

Trophonius never heard Samarahs pleas to stop, never heard her crying, never saw a tear. By the time he snapped out of the trance she was gone, never to be seen again. They told him she had died. Her absence or death, and lack of protection from abuse of the other children shattered is delicate psyche, driving him mad. Soon he grew to old to stay in the orphanarium, and they released him to the world.