Karl Locke comes from one of the wealthiest families in America.  Locke’s dad made his fortune in aluminum mining, a self made man who spoiled his children with the best of everything - it’s fair to say that no one in Karl’s family ever had to worry about, well, anything.  Locke grew up with the best of best - private plans and five star hotels - hating his spoiled friends and feeling doomed to a drab, if not extremely comfortable, life in the family business. 

Though he could have easily leaned on his trust fund for a posh lifestyle in perpetuity, he opted out as soon as he was old enough to enlist in the army.  He quickly rose in the ranks to become a commissioned Lieutenant.  Then, he joined Delta Force - despite the many protests of his father all along the way.  After five years as a sniper in Special Forces, with deployments in the Mid-East, Haiti, and the Mediterranean, Karl had his first blackout in action.

It was a simple extraction.  Karl had orders to provide cover for a black ops team on a rescue mission: a low-level diplomat who had been kidnapped in South America.  Everything had gone as planned as the unit arrived at their rally point.  Karl crouched in nearby window watching the scene as Blackhawks hovered low for extraction.  Out of nowhere, an RPG ripped through the air towards the chopper.  Karl took aim at the back end of the smoke trail, looking to take down the shooter.  That’s when he heard a snap and felt a cold shock down his left side. 

A week later, he woke up in the sick bay of an aircraft carrier in the Gulf of Mexico.  His father sat by his bedside (lord knows what favors he had to pull to make it happen).  That was the moment that Karl learned about his family’s dark secret.  His dad called it “The Devil’s Temper.”  Karl’s father had always been fearful of the family abilities, suppressing them with a massive cocktail of anti-anxiety medication and the occasional psychedelic.   

Karl couldn’t believe what he was hearing.  That someone could have such power and run from it was beyond him.  When he learned that the fuselage of the Blackhawk had literally been ripped to pieces like craft paper, he knew he had to exploit this thing inside him and use it to his fighting advantage.  That day in the hospital was the last that he ever spoke to his father.

Karl left Delta Force and dedicated his life to the study of Berserker fighting arts.  His first breakthrough moment came with the discovery of Midgard, a small compound of Berserkers, working to understand their powers on a plot of land in the heart of a Naskugeisa Indian Reservation.   and their philosophy.  Total rejection.  Poaching of people when he left.  First consideration that, if Berserkers are real, then

Prematurely ended his military career when his father died.

His inheritance vested with the passing of his father, making him a billionaire.  He sold the family business and bought a sprawling piece of property in Utah with a tiny portion of the proceeds.  He built a massive training facility on the land and opened an elite private military contracting company, which he called Asgaard.

A place for people with his ability, where he can train them to become super solders.

Asgaard’s rise was meteoric.  Locke brilliantly utilized his connections in the military and private sector, and his high-level security clearance made his crack squad of mercenaries the obvious choice when the US needed distance between their policies and their black-ops missions.

Realization of a greater purpose to his company.  His gift and the need to use it to make the world a better place, by hastening it’s rebirth.