The Mercators

Cael Mercator was born in the rough corners of Brondonville, United States—an accidental spark in the middle of chaos. His father, a 42-year-old pornographer with more bad habits than good intentions, was barely a shadow in his life. His mother, a 27-year-old rookie police officer, was left to carry the weight of responsibility alone. Despite the mess that brought him into the world, she never let it define how she raised him. With grit, grace, and grit again, she stood firm. Cael became her entire world. But Cael wasn’t like other kids. On a cold morning in 2002, at just 11 years old, something unexplainable happened. He jolted awake with memories that weren’t supposed to exist—visions of a different life, a failed life. In those memories, he had stumbled through adulthood with empty relationships, wasted chances, and an unremarkable death in some nameless hospital bed. No friends. No family. Just regret. That glimpse of a life gone wrong lit a fire in him. It haunted him, shaped him. He didn’t just want to escape failure—he wanted to rewrite the script completely. And he would. That was the beginning of the man who would one day become Cael Mercator: calculated, relentless, and born to conquer the very system that once beat him.