Abandoned by his kin for his albino miscolouration, this young Kyrkitaa retreated to the cold, concrete sewers of Pophyirico as a final haven in a world that saw him unfit to exist.

On a daily basis he must deal with hunters, collectors, junkies, hoodlums, sewer critters, enviromental hazards, and the gnawing cold that he has been confined to. He sustains off the refuse of others, and occasionally the bodies of those not strong enough to survive the depths.

He just wants to a home, whatever that is.