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Tiberius Abraham Church was born Tiberius De Laurentis to a wealthy family along the coast of Tuscany in 1937. As a child, Italy was under the rule of the fascist dictator Benito Mussolini. Tiberius' father served in the Royal Italian Army, while his mother was an immigrant from France. Both met their demise during the Second World War, leaving Tiberius in the care of the Roman Catholic Church.

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Eventually, the young boy was adopted by a former member of the British Armed Forces who had fallen madly in love with a Canadian Nurse. The newlyweds had experienced the horrors of war, and adopting a war orphan was their way of giving back. Lionel, Tiberius' new adoptive father, served in the British Armed Forces through the Royal Army Medical Corps as an assistant surgeon before using his medical degree to work as a Medical Examiner once in Canada. It was this career choice that exposed Tiberius from a young age to an interest in law enforcement.

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An academically inclined individual, Church originally attended the University of Toronto, intent on following in his father's footsteps. While he obtained a Bachelor of Science specializing in Forensic Pathology, Church ultimately ended up pursuing law, passing the LSAT with little difficulty and transferring to McGill University to complete both a Juris Doctor (JD) or a Bachelor of Laws (LLB) degree. He would go on to return to Toronto after passing his bar exam, to complete his articling period in the employ of the Ontario Court of Justice.

However, Church began to find himself discontent working, in his opinion, retroactively against crime and chose to pursue further education. Finding a work and school balance that successfully funded his endeavour, Church attended the University of Ottawa, where he obtained a Bachelor of Science in Criminal Justice. He found later furthered his education and achieved a Master's in the field of Anthropological Criminology.

At the age of thirty-one, Church found himself among those who were subjected to the Virumosis during the events of the Dark Eclipse on October 18, 1967. The development of his abilities while at first jarring, soon began to accelerate his career. Though they were not without their own complications as Church continuously found himself suffering from painful migraines that made his work nearly impossible.

Serving as a legal counsel, Church would later move into law enforcement working with the medical examiner's office while balancing the demands of working with his studies. In his mid-thirties, Church offered a promotion within the force to Detective and eventually transferred from Ottawa once again back to Toronto as a member of the Metropolitan Police Department. It was here, in the Ontario Capital, that Church began to hone his career path and moved away from investigative work and into special operations. Undergoing training, Church became a Crisis Negotiator which allowed him to work alongside specialized units such as SWAT, bomb squad and canine units.

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Church's impressive resume didn't go unnoticed and when H.E.L.P. was founded in 1977, Church was among their top candidates, hand-picked by former Special Agent Henry Duquesne. Previously a member of the Federal Bureau of Investigation in the United States, Duquesne and Church had crossed paths on an investigation following an international serial killer. Duquense, alongside Dr. Jonas Schecter, had been responsible for much of the creation of both the Bureau of Hyperhuman Enforcement, Logistics and Protection and the Pacific Royal Collegiate. It had only taken the Director minutes of interacting with Church to realize he was a Hyperhuman and so, when H.E.L.P. needed individuals with law enforcement, Duquesne came knocking.

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After nearly twenty years with the Bureau, Church is one of its most respected investigators and at the forefront of proactive intervention. There are those who would consider him in line to replace Duquesne if it wasn't for the fact that Church would hit retirement age first. Still, he's a highly respected Supervisory Special Agent who has been responsible for recruiting just as many Hyperhumans as he's been forced to put behind bars.

Born in a Virgina mining and logging town on the edge of Appalachia in the 1950's, Solomon Winters grew very accustomed to injury, death, and the campfire tales told about the forested mountains their town was nestled against. He was a morbid child, accustomed with the macabre through familiarity, but otherwise developed well as a young boy, growing tall and thin and with a sharp mind, used to his own company as an only child. He spent 15 years living a steady, normal childhood and early adolescence; stability that would be sorely missed for the rest of his life.

In 1967, on Solomon's 15th birthday, the Dark Eclipse hit the planet, and Damascus suffered poorly. The outages from the CME that hit Earth caused severe malfunctions and shockwaves, causing a cave-in deep in the mines and trapping two shifts of miners deep underground, Solomon's father, Thomas, among them. Though a rescue effort was mounted, emergency services were stretched thin, and the resource simply wasn't available. Many men of the town lost their lives in the Dark Eclipse; Thomas Winter was one of them, counted among the miners who never saw the surface again.

A few months after the tragedy, Solomon began hearing voices, claiming to speak to the ghosts of the trapped miners, and in particular his father. While initially mistaken by his mother, Louise, for difficulties processing grief and trauma in the wake of the Dark Eclipse, soon Solomon's tales and assertions were not limited to the calamity that had claimed his father's life, and he began repeating town secrets too old and too buried to have any earthly way of knowing. His mother took him to multiple doctors, and all came back with a singular diagnosis: schizophrenia.

Prescribed a cocktail of anti-psychotics and mood stabilizers, Louise had saved her son from incarceration in an attempt to keep her remaining family close, but instead only introduced Solomon to a different kind of prison. The medication dulled his interface with the world; he became socially withdrawn, emotionally numb, mind clouded and engaging in long periods of mutism. All the while, the voices continued; Solomon simply didn't talk about them anymore.

In the summer of 1970, Solomon neared eighteen after a medicated 2 years, and the Winters household was approaching a criticality. The insurance payout from Thomas' death had paid off a sizeable chunk of the mortgage, but what had been left was trickling away on further bills. Solomon was unable to work; a mute shut-in with a propensity for the morbid and macabre, his diagnosis and medication scaring away any employer who may have been willing to look past his developmental difficulties. Despite medication, he had grown - slowly, steadily - worse in his condition, often holding entire conversations with thin air; more worryingly to Louise, he'd also begun to dechiper her own thoughts and memories through physical contact, repeating back - seemingly involuntarily - the feelings and musings she held as her own. Solomon frightened her; fear he felt directly through those same repetitions, and found confusing. He frightened himself. The medication did nothing. Wasn't she his mother?

A week after his eighteenth birthday, doctors and nurses arrived to Damascus to escort Solomon back to Petersburg, where he would be interred and treated at Virginia Central State Hospital. Medicated, sedated, and often confined to his room for days on end, Solomon plummeted to rock bottom and stayed there. In 1971, alongside many other patients at the institution, Solomon was chemically sterilized. Determined to retain some semblance of self, Solomon spent the few conscious hours he had, whenever possible, reading - attempting to educate himself and stay abreast of the world outside the white walls of his confinement, ignoring the continued voices and the waves of information from every touch. Solomon began, ever-so-slowly, to suspect - or finally give credence to long-held suspicions - that he was not schizophrenic. That he was something else entirely.

It would take seven more years of commitment before he would have an opportunity to test these theories.

In 1978, the fledgling Bureau of Hyperhuman Enforcement, Logistics, and Protection received an unusual, incoherent, but urgent plea from Solomon Winters in a letter he'd managed to send out, and by some miracle, they followed it to its source. H.E.L.P. arrived at Virginia Central State Hospital to an incredulous and hostile staff, but whether through providence or persuasion or sheer medical apathy on the part of the state of Virgina, they left with Solomon Winters remanded into their custody.

What followed were hard but monumental years for Solomon. Still suffering psychologically from his abilities and the years of stunted development after the fateful disaster of the Dark Eclipse, he now had H.E.L.P's assistance in weaning himself off the medication he'd spent a decade growing physically dependent on. He sobered up, and with the aid of the Bureau's research, began to educate himself on the nature and function of his abilities. The time he had spent reading while committed now gave way to a voracious appetite for knowledge, and with H.E.L.P's guidance he secured his G.E.D., and then dived headlong into further education, becoming a specialist in the occult and paranormal as he strived to understand the implications and ramifications of his powers. He plunged into Death & Culture academics alongside his extra-curricular studies, and soon possessed a Bachelor's degree - majoring in Death & Culture Studies, minoring in Mythology & Occult Sciences - and after that, went on to secure a Masters, and then a Doctorate.

The freshly-honoured Doctor Solomon Winters was now H.E.L.P's - and most of the continent's - foremost expert on occultism, death practices, and paranormal culture, with an additional insight afforded to no one else. He was inducted into the ranks of the Bureau after a short vetting process, granted Special Agent status immediately in recognition of his expertise, and more subtly, his unique status even among other Hyperhumans, which did not escape the Bureau's attention. His continued research was permitted, even encouraged - as long as Solomon would keep himself available for H.E.L.P's own research.

Solomon has worked within or alongside H.E.L.P. for over twenty years now, and for such a long career, his rank within the Bureau - Special Agent - doesn't reflect the sheer breadth of his experience, service, and expertise. What is does represent is the reaction his comrades, superiors, and the Bureau at large invariably have to him. Solomon remains an odd, vaguely-absent, stilted man; off-putting and anti-social in personality, and unnerving and disquieting in nature; there is also H.E.L.P's long-standing wariness about Solomon, due to his troubled history and the unique and not-yet-well-understood circumstances of his abilities. Coupled with his obsessive study and research into aspects of the supernatural and un-reality that the organization doesn't necessarily consider worth the time-and-resource-investment Solomon continues to commit to it, he ends up passed over for promotions and more senior leadership positions simply for being deemed unsuitable for it.

As a result, while Solomon is a well-respected and widely-known agent among most within the organization, he's also an incredibly 'internally-mobile' one; he's been shipped around and transferred between many units, offices, operations and task-forces across the wider H.E.L.P. structure, more than nearly any other individual within the Bureau. He struggles to make friends, and is absolutely incapable of playing the political-and-social networking game to his advantage, spending more time in the company of the morgue than his fellow agents in the field; it is only the sheer tenure of his service, the span of niches filled by his academic expertise, and the unique utility of his powers (and H.E.L.P's continued research into them) that cause him only to be shuffled, instead of disciplined, demoted, or fired entirely.