About Mocle

I was a happy child, my parents told me I almost never cried and that everyone loved me. That is in part, the reason that they introduced me to the dark arts at an early age...

However, that would prove to be a mistake. I began performing outlandishly evil acts on passersby. I became a veritable satan child and my parents were forced to lock me in a closet until I turned 9, when I escaped to wreck havoc upon an unsuspecting world...

For about 4 years I was on the run from the man and eventually I was caught and sentenced to death. However, an old Rabbi took pity on me and took me under his guidance. He trained me to be an all around, normal, Jewish boy and I was then allowed to go live with my parents again at age 15 1/2, and so, here I am today.