People are short sighted and greedy creatures, like lice infecting the world with their disease-ridden numbers. You existed only as a slave for most of your life, scarred and battered by the man who owned you.
What is left of your face you must hide, and this is why you took the master’s face as a prize. You broke your chains and sought your revenge, claiming the faces of his entire family. Wearing your Stitched Trophy Mask, you strike out on your own...to live peacefully? No. You have plans to hunt down every slaver in the kingdom.