Somwhere, in the infinite reaches of the multiverse, there is a place where everything meets. It is a place of many contasts, where heaven meets hell, and where beings wave watched mortal affairs from the dawn of time. This is the place where the Modrons march. At a predetermined time, known only to them, they leave their abode in Mechanus and march forth in a great procession, marking the end and the beginning of an era. But the journey that borders on the homes of immortal powers is not a safe or an easy one. Some of the Modrons get lost, separeted from their kind forever. They find themselves reincarnated in mortal bodies, unaware of their origin, but ever yearning to return home.

An thus it came to pass that 23 years ago, in the plane we know as Earth, somewhere in the south of the realm of Israel, one of these Modron spirits was born again as a boy. The boy grew up, one of many, finished highschool and joined the army. Eventually, the Modron found his way to far-away places such as Peru and Guatemala, where he spent a few months, but in the end he return to his realm. These days, our Modron has found his place along with many others of his kind in the Ben-Gurion University, studying electrical engineering (what else?...).