“Hmmm.. well how to explain this, is the question... I suppose you could call me a virus of sorts. I was originally created by Tyrant, the ruler of the outer-lands in our world, as a virus of sorts that’s would overwrite the infected Moc’s mind and leave them in a more... controllable, dumbed down state.” Nekrat explained.
“From What I know I was created from the first, and only test of it. I was downloaded into Kelratz’s systems after he was captured by the group that’d been sent out to test me. Unfortunately, for me, my programming proved to weak to fully overwrite his mentality and all it managed to due was highly damage his memories and cause some personality corruptions. Yet, instead of being deleted I was for some reason absorbed and adapted into an offshoot of my programming, forming the sentient, secondary ‘personality’ that I am today.” He said as he continued, his red eye flaring for a moment as he spoke, the ‘gun’ herald loosely over a shoulder.
“Currently my best theory is that my virus was also affected by corruptions that’d been caused in Kelratz, which damaged his systems enough into detecting enough viable repair data in me to merge me with his own systems.”