Oleksandr Dovzhenko was born in Jútor, an urban town inside Óblast a very low populated province in Ukraine. His family was Middle-class and Military cultured, his home wasn't anything extraordinary, when aging 20, he decided he'd enlist in the Military like his Father did, he wanted to continue his Father's legacy, he worked really hard to get into the UKM. And finally, he achieved it, after doing so, he spent more than 5 years enlisted and so on.
Then, the Zone happened. The UKM got mobilized into the Zone, they had orders to secure the Cordon and let nobody in without a special pass like the Ecos have. After some months there, Oleksandr and the squad he was assigned to were re-assigned deeper into the Zone with some ecos to research even further, little did they know they were going to fight against Monolith.
He started to lose friends and squadmates after a few skirmishes against Monolith, Oleksandr started hearing rumours from Loners that his squad leader got bribed by. Those rumours were about people getting their limbs shot and later captured by Monolith, never coming back. Olek was really intrigued about that, was that their way of recruiting people? Or was it something else? Were they sacrificing people? He wanted to know more, research deeper. It was clear he started to get interested in Monolith, after every skirmish he would collect anything related to Monolith, he really wanted to know more. But he had to be careful, he didn't want anyone from the squad to know.
After few more skirmishes, he saw the opportunity to get deeper into Monolith territory, but... Something wasn't right... While they were advancing, it was really quiet... Nobody saw anything, the only thing that could be heard was deep silence and wind whistling  through the urban buildings of the area. He couldn't believe it, they got surrounded, almost the entire squad got shot to death, but not him... He got injured, he saw how Monolith was taking... Ears, Fingers... From his friends as trophies... He wasn't the only one injured, he was screaming and gasping in pain, he didn't know what to do.
After a few minutes of Monolith members looting and taking trophies, they walked upon the wounded... They started to yell at them, " PRAISE THE MONOLITH! OUR PROTECTOR AND SAVIOR! ", after that they took the wounded with them, carrying them into unknown land in the Zone, nobody ever knew anything more from the squad.