Chrys Wesker was born in Palanthas a score before the Morgionites plague struck the city and was born into a relatively poor family. His father worked as a farm hand for one of the bigger farmers outside of the city and only brought in a moderate income, which was mostly consumed by bills and travel expense for him to work. Because of that, the family often had little to eat, and almost nothing beyond the bare necessities and even then they were minimal. To supplement their family income, Chrys' mother worked as a seamstress, sewing basic clothing for people in the poor district of Palanthas. Since her business relied on the purchases made by the people in the poor district, she didn't make hardly enough to pay for the equipment she needed. While his parents worked, Chrys was left to fend for himself for the most part. He ran around with the typical riff-raff that roamed the streets of Palanthas, trying to keep himself occupied. He was taught strong core values to define his social activities and make sure that he understood how to be a gentleman and a good person so he wouldn't be shadowed by his monetary status. Despite his core values, he made it a point to learn how to protect himself to defend what values and possessions he had.

Being too poor to afford weapons, Chrys took to hand to hand combat and his tall and lanky frame complimented his dexterity. By the time he was 13, he was uncontested among the kids when it came to hand to hand combat. At that point, his parents began pushing for him to find work to help supplement the family's income and allow him to get on his feet as soon as he can save enough money. Chrys wasn't keen to the idea, but he knew his family was always desperate for food and money. To get a chance to work with his hands and build up his strength, Chrys took up a job with the local blacksmith so he could learn how to make weapons and be able to work with them in his free time. Even with the opportunity, Chrys preferred hand to hand combat over a sword; He told the blacksmith that he felt "Obese and off balance" when wielding any sort of weapon. As a pet project and to teach himself some advanced metal working techniques, the blacksmith began teaching Chrys how to build iron studs to fasten to leather gloves to make his hands lethal.

At 16, Chrys had turned into a rather handsome teen and had a lean body to compliment him. Even some of the middle and upper class girls had to stop and stare when he was working or walking through the streets. During that time, Chrys had began looking for his own place that would be close to where he intended on working so he could remove his burden from his family and be able to support them more. Sadly, the blacksmith was murdered by a random robbery and much of the equipment necessary for work was stolen, so the Knights ensured that the shop was closed. As a consolation, they gave Chrys a small severance pay, which gave him enough to buy a small place of his own. Chrys spoke with his dad about moving out and possibly getting a job on the farm with his father after the murder and his father was glad to see his son was dedicated in supporting himself and his family. A few days later, Chrys was hired as a farm hand and he was able to move out of his house and into a pleasant house outside of Palanthas.

Four years later, when Chrys was 20, the plague struck Palanthas that was crafted by the Morgionites. Chrys was fortunate not to have contracted the sickness from the opening surge, but his parents were not. Both his parents became terribly ill from the disease and were unable to work, leaving Chrys to support them alone. Chrys had money saved and his job could help supplement the loss from his savings, but he knew they would never be able to work again even if they survived. Depression took Chrys before the disease and he sank deeper when his parents passed and had to be burned with the other bodies in the middle of the streets. When the disease finally took hold on him, Chrys was unable to work for fear of the others catching the disease, which left him penniless. Death seemed so close to him so he called out to the gods to come and save him, cure him from the disease so that he could live his life out and carry on his family. One God answered, seeing so much potential in a life so close to passing on. His words came whispered on the wind through his open window one night....a bargain for his life. Chrys accepted whole heartedly.