No, I start my story at the end of the war for good reason. I consider that the time where my life began in earnest. It was after the war, after everything had been taken from me, that I had to stand on my own for the first time. It was down in the Pit where I found a purpose for my existence, a reason for living. I'm not about to claim that retribution is a wholesome purpose, but then my life has never been that. Friend and enemy alike have long referred to me as the Corpse Queen, and it is a name I bloody well earned.
