Born in the lush but dangerous jungles of Congo, Drayke quickly learned that strength without intelligence was deadly. His herd was wiped out by illegal smugglers looking for exotic species for the black market. As the sole survivor, Drayke was temporarily captured – but escaped during a transport through North Africa.

After months on the run, he reached Europe – emaciated, angry and suspicious of people. But that’s when everything changed. One night, he broke into an art gallery in Milan to seek shelter. There, he suddenly found himself surrounded by something new: silence, beauty, and meaning. A large painting by Basquiat caught his eye – and he stopped.

The gallery owner, an elderly gentleman named Lorenzo, was not intimidated. Instead, he gave Drayke a place to live, study, and rebuild his inner self. In secret, Drayke began collecting art, writing with exclusive pens, and investing in silver coins—symbols of something no one could take away from him: dignity, history, and substance.