Haden wished that the people of his village would understand that he was a normal person, and ignore the fact that he had the blood of Necromancer. Everyone he met shunned him and therefore he didn't have any friends. As a child, when his peers played with him, their parents quickly snatched them away from him. They would give him dirty looks and basically attempt to ignore him. Growing up, he had to deal with this hate that he did not understand. He could not see why they would hate him for simply being of the bloodline of Necromancer. Now at the age of 17, he was a young man of slightly less than average strength. He was always more of the studious type, spending most of his time in the library. In his little farming village, he was considered a weakling, and was shunned even more so for that. He had dark hair and eyes and many would have considered him dashing, if they had not known whose blood he had in his veins.

Haden was an orphan, his parents had left him in the village alone. He was raised by the villagers, and they drew straws for the unlucky person to take care of him each day. He was basically left alone when he was old enough to take care of himself. He both hated his ancestor, and was curious about the art..