Born and raised in Briar-Creek, Georgia by his Grandma Myrt, his parents having died in a tragic car accident when he was a baby. His childhood was mostly spent running through the woods chasing animals and jumping creeks on his bicycle. A few broken bones later he came to find solace in those woods. His own little getaway. When he was ten his grandmother gifted him a guitar for his birthday. Kron would instantly become hooked, spending hours each day learning to play. It became his one and only friend. Sadly his grandmother would pass when he was twenty. The loss of the only family he had ever known drove the young man into a deep bout of depression. A few years later he would sell his grandmothers house and all his possessions save for his trusty guitar and set out into the world, eventually finding himself in Woodcrest.