Enervated, the child prodigy grew pompous and entitled, unlike his older brother, whom remained humbled. It was here, in their transition from childhood to young adolescence, that Ade noticed the stark difference between his two sons. Ara was brash and snarky, though quiet – he never hesitated when completing strenuous mathematical equations that far exceeded his levels of intellect; he was very clearly the brains. An excellent asset required to run the family business. Ade's other son, Ara's older brother, however, was more brave than cunning. He excelled in physical activities, and looked much more "masculine" than Ara; he was loud and outgoing, sporting an infectious laugh that won him major brownie points. Ade never thought twice when he jumped the gun and proclaimed his first born the heir to his multi-million dollar company, a stalement that seemed to greatly rattle Ara to the core.
Years passed and a serious rivalry, (albeit at times oblivious to his own brother), began to bloom. While Ara still respected his father, a deep bitterness began to manifest itself inside of him. The seed of jealousy planted, the then teenager began to work out and sign up for the same sports leagues as his brother. On and off the court, every small thing slowly started to become a competition for the two. Inevitably, something snapped inside of Ara – he hates revisiting the memory – his brother got hurt unexpectedly and it took a long time before Ara even bothered to show remorse. It was the greed, the jealousy, the insatiable thirst for power, his deep yearning for unwarranted approval, his own entitledness; deadly combinations of all the bad characteristics that he possessed that kept him from feeling any guilt, and just when he was beginning to come around - his father suffered from a heart attack that the doctors claimed was inevitabledue to his poor eating habits. A senior in high school, Ara began to isolate himself from his family altogether. When it was time to go off to college, he simply moved out, and inevitably, a few years down the road, became the owner of an infamous bar.
It was some time in March when Ara realized that something was off, and by this point, he had already made a name for himself in Philadelphia for his prestige management skills at Saint Lazarus. The irony of that was something he figured no one else would ever understand. It was in the sixty-fifth minute of a soccer game playing on one of the television sets in his establishment, when a disagreement-turned-brawl, broke out – he was quick, he always was with everything these days, and broke it off, but not before one of the patrons involved took a swig with their beer bottle and caught him off guard. The broken glass gifted him with a scar right above his right eye, and that's all it took really. All it took to get the memories to come flooding back to him. Now he remembers nearly everything from his life from back in the Shadowlands. He'd gotten himself tied with Queen Grimhilde, and something had gone wrong. Very, very wrong. And while he does hate the new world around him and finds that the timing is simply awful, he does not necessarily mind the body he occupies since he finds that he is at least handsome and much stronger in build. Conceited as always, he uses this to his advantage, making his manipulative nature more deadly than ever. Little does he know, juggling two personas is an absolute chore in itself, and he just can't go around killing whover doesn't share the same opinion as him.
Since the very beginning, "Taka" had always been a bad seed. While he was never a match for his brother, Mufasa, in terms of build, he did possess extreme intellect and proved to be quite sly, cunning, and manipulative. Unlike Mufasa's valor and heroism, Taka had no interest in his subjects and focused solely on his own goals; unattractively lazy, he simply bent the rules to put his own interests above everyone else's. When his father, the great king, Ahadi, chose Mufasa to be ruler over him, Taka bellowed in angst, resenting his family altogether from the 'sudden' betrayal; his bitter indignation towards his father for both favoring Mufasa over him and choosing his kingly duties over spending time with his own sons, caused an inevitable drift between the two. Whereas Mufasa understood his father's obligations and the pressures of ruling a kingdom, Taka's temper only continued to flare and his animosity began to get the better of him.
It was during this time that Taka had started to draw up plans to eliminate his own brother and cut him out of the picture. On one specific occasion, he even went as far as unleashing a cobra on Mufasa, hoping to kill him in his sleep. Each and every time, however, his elaborate scheming did not end in his favor – though he remained persistent, if not eerily patient. Motivated by his jealousy and rage, Taka's intentions inevitably backfired; down by the water hole, another strategic plan went awry and resulted in a buffalo herd taking its wrath out on the lion cub. His hatred intensified, though his anger momentarily kept at bay, Taka decided to go by the name, "Scar," as it was a memento of the events that had unfolded thus far.
'Scar,' dark and brooding as he was, never thought he could hate his brother more than he already had - until the day his nephew, Simba, was born. His eagerness to rule once again began to surface, especially in terms of getting rid of the problem he saw standing in his way. First, he needed to destroy Mufasa. Then, he needed Mufasa's son, Simba, to disappear. Cold, calculating, and always conceited – Scar found solace and friendship with the hyenas, pledging himself as their ruler. Together, he proclaimed, there'd be no stopping him to become the next and rightful king to Pride Rock.
