Anton B. was severly wounded during the great cull and was left for dead by the frenzied Cultists.

He found himself deep in enemy territory, disoriented and short of ammunition and food.

Anton believed he was the only survivor in a world of traitors and waged a war of his own behind the enemy lines, setting ambushes and destroying enemy infrastructure.

But his mental state has deteriorated as the years went on, maddened by grief and solitude.

When a group of mercenaries made contact with the malnourished stormtrooper, they nicknamed him Ratjuice, due to his appetite for dead rats.

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