Zel was born in the year 72 of the 5 millennium in the kingdom of Degate.

Zel jumped into a telaportation spell before it was ready, he did that allot, just to see where he would end up. He soon found himself in this strange land where the animals could stand, walk and talk. No one seemed to mind him being there, some even saying hello as they walked by.

Zel, wondering why everyone treated him like he had always been in this land, made his way over to a small body of water. He splashed him self with water to clear his head, then he saw his reflection. A bit shocked to say the least, he now knew why no one made a big deal about his arrival.

Finding no way to get back he made this land his home. He found this land could be allot of fun when he learned about dreams, the fact that you could build a home just how you wanted it for free and with little effort appealed to him. Not too long after he got settled in and was beginning to try to live as normally as he could, Zel was killed.

Wile he was dream hopping, witch he loved doing, he met up with two young Furr'ets. They were great fun until they tried to recruit Zel into there guild, MOON. Zel might have joined if it didn't mean getting turned into a vapmfurre. The two chased him until one sunk her fangs into his neck. Zel could feel himself dying, as the vampfurre that bit him tried to get him to drink her blood but he would not do it. And so he died.

This might have been the end for Zel, but just as he could not return home to his land neither could his sprit. Zel wandered as a ghost for a long time, but as he did he became friends with the same furre that killed him.

After a wile Zel could no longer stand being a ghost, JOLT just doesn't have the same effect when you don't have a body, so he set out to rejoin the living. To do this he would need his body so he went back to find it, however it was no longer there. What Zel did find was a rock, loose in the floor stained with blood, his blood. This gave Zel an idea. He did the best he could to get it back to his place, he was still new at being a ghost so all he could do is move it a few feet at a time. He took the blood stained rock to his regen tree, witch he had planted so he could recover from wounds faster, and he put the rock at the base of the tree.

It took a few days but his plan was working! From the blood stained rock he was growing a new body! After a few weeks it was ready, it wasn't his real body but a clone would have to do. Then he found a new problem, how to get in. He had never thought about that. He figured if his body came back they would just join some how, but this wasn't his original body it was a clone. Then just as quick as the problem came it went. He was a ghost he could just posses the body, and it was a clone so it had no soul of it's own.

Now back among the living, well kinda, he tries to live what ever kind of a life he has to the fullest, and keeps watch over any guild that gets too big or ambitious to make sure what happened to him doesn't happen again.