Once he was Arthur Douglas, a so-so Jazz Musician, as I recall. He ended up dying next to a burning Car in th Desert between Vegas and Reno. He was my Father. I was with him that time, also. But Death wasn't the End for Dad, just the terrible beginning. There was this Cosmic Entity, named Kronos who needed a Champion to keep Thanos in line. He grabbed my Dad's Soul and used it to animate his Hero. So Pop became the lumbering Behemoth known as Drax the Destroyer. I guess even back then part of me still loved the Guy. Didn't stop me, though, from killing him a second time.