When i was a wee little lad, my parents were brutally attacked by snapping turtles... My parents fought bravely, but being outnumbered by so many snapping turtles they had only 2 options, run away and leave me to die, or try to rescue me.
Mom got caught while dad was carrying me, so he threw me in the river.
All of u know that snapping turtles can not swim. But my dad decided there is no point to live without mom, so he stayed with her. They died fighting like true warriors.
I was found and trained for a brief amount of time by 2 brothers, Mario and Luigi i believe. They taught me the skills on how to kill and slay turtles effectively. And taught me to only use my turtle slaying powers for good.
Then i figured out there is no good in the real world.. Even me , my intentions were foul. I sought revenge. And to not become the very wicked evil i loathe, and still driven insatiably to avenge my parents, i dedicated my honor, my time, and my life to slay turtles in video games.