Amenra was born the bastard son of a primal male and a regular lioness, leading to the pride throwing him and his mother out of their ranks. His mother was cruel and was very clear that he was the reason they were struggling to survive. However, luck seemed to come their way when they joined the Pride of Omecihuatl, a massive and battle-scarred lion.

Omecihuatl welcomed the duo in, and at first, things seemed as though they were going to work out well for Amenra and his mother. Over time, Omecihuatl's real colours began showing as Amenra witnessed the brutal murder of cubs when he was just a cub himself. His mother refused to leave the pride though, often clawing Amenra for bringing up Omecihuatl's cruel ways. Soon, Omecihuatl got Amenra's mother, and made quick work of slaughtering her, forcing Amenra to watch his mother bleed out. Omecihuatl simply explained that he was purging the 'unpure' lions so that strong, brave lions like Amenra and himself could survive. Amenra, being barely a year old, agreed.

As time went on, Amenra began participating in the killing of his own pridemates, Omecihuatl only fueling the murderous tendencies by going out and collecting lions just for Amenra. Amenra was Omecihuatl's little pet, or so he though. As Amenra grew, so did his hatred and disgust for Omecihuatl. Amenra was just a year and eight months old when he began speaking of dueling Omecihuatl for the throne, words that were frowned upon by his pridemates.

However, when Amenra turned two, he challenged Omecihuatl to a duel.

Amenra had been improving himself before the duel, getting silver claw extensions that could be laced with venom, and getting tusk insertions to make his already deadly sabers all the more dangerous. He was ready to kill Omecihuatl at a moment's notice.

And he did. The duel hardly lasted half an hour as Amenra had scratched the king with his claw extensions that had been laced with the venom of a black mamba. But the venom wasnt where it stopped. Amenra went to town shredding the king's fur, ripping out Omecihuatl's claws and pulling his mane out. Omecihuatl was strong though, and he dealt heavy damage himself, managing to gouge out Amenra's eyes before he died. Before Omecihuatl did die, Amenra spat out four strong words; "You Are Not Pure."

Despite him missing his eyes and his pelt being shredded, Amenra still holds his throne and defends it fiercely, unwilling to go down.

Throughout his reign, Amenra worked on improving his works, committing unspeakable actions in order to be blessed with his coat colour, and markings. He desired one thing... To stay pure, and to purge those who were unpure.