Dah! I failed; why not try again? Maybe this time I'll pull it off. Or not.  When you wake up in the middle of the forest with no recollection of who or what you are, the only thing you know is that you are naked, afraid, freezing, and HARD. But, suddenly meeting a humanoid creature in the forest, expecting a beauty, it turns out to be a hobo and was kind enough to invite you to join with his brothers to get some fix. Having no idea what the fix meant, you happily agreed as the hobo introduced himself and had a doctorate degree in luring idiots. Without hesitation, you jumped in the van that was marked "Free tools replacement; got every size inside.".  Long story short, that's how you got drafted to war.