As a droid of the separatist army, he didn't even have a name he was nothing more than metal with a serial number. Nothing but a cog in the droid army doing the dirty work of the separatists. He fought wherever commando droids were needed he saw action and war all the way till nearly the final days of the war. Just as the war was nearing its end, he was on his way to help reinforce mustafar his circuitry processing all the things he has done all those he has murdered, assassinate, massacred and felt nothing like a machine without will or remorse. As he was on his way with his fellow droids a massive alarm started blaring the ship was under attack by republic forces and as he was getting into position a massive explosion goes off and nothing, he gets short circuited and shuts down as he got sucked into the vacuum of space. After that his memory seems to start failing a and malfunction but many years after the clone wars ended he was picked up but during a salvage operation he was found among the wreckage of some debris of ships from the clone wars era. Eventually being brought back online he finds himself no longer in his pristine condition he has been taken apart, but something is wrong with his programing he feels something. He realizes that he is displaying emotions curious he is no longer his cold calculating self he has emotion. Unfortunately it is short lived as suddenly he is yelled at by a humanoid to get to work and a bunch of items is dumped on him to start carrying to do manual labor. He doesn't know who he has to thank for this but as he gets to work and moves a card, and a cloth piece falls out of his cavity one is a credit chit and another is a business card for a droid workshop although it's worn out all it says is (insert name) and the rest is unreadable but at the back of its written out your name is Lazarus. Although as he gets to work, he does some manual labor and gets to know the fellow humanoids working here most of them don't even greet him they just insult him with slurs and tell him to get to work. Apparently they hate droids and hate him especially for him being a part of the droid army from the separatist army. Over time though he started to become distasteful of this place and the people around him which led him to the conclusion that he needed to leave post haste cause its obvious they will throw away the droids that break down straight into a smelter or a trash compactor. He eventually came up with a plan to escape for there was no purpose wasting away through distraction and misdirection he escaped and stole himself some heavy clothing. He choose to start working as a bounty hunter since it was the only viable option to earn money since he needed to find the person who gave him the gift of sentience. Through bounty hunting he would get a chance to find the person that did this to them and he will do what he deems necessary to find this person. He began with bribing an imperial official to let him have a imperial peace keeping certificate and using the rest of his credits to arm himself and equip himself with a pistol and the basic necessities.

His current obligation is to fully restore himself to his former glory and make himself even better.

A worn-out commando droid salvaged for all its worth that's rusted but still operational.