Louis (Loys) Bédard-Gagné is born on a 12th of January, next to sea. His mother gave birth during some vacation on one of the most outsanding beach of Corse. The homeland of Loys being Ajaccio, he spent his childhood on the "Beauty Island". That time has been quite happy, according to him, even if it was boring sometimes.

He was an introverted child, therefore, to spend his childhood in the loneliness of flourishing nature played an important role in making him very self-centered, almost nacissic-psychotic. One day, his parents decided to send him in a private school of Montreal. That has been quite a painful experience for him. This very solitary pupil was content while studying and collecting the skins of dead animals.

When Loys was 11 years old, and met his new teacher, Sister De Castille, the worm that he was has turned into an astounishing butterfly. Very fast indeed, he tried to express his artistic fiber everywhere he went. Passionnate about dancing, theater and music, he got into a troup and got familiar with the demanding life of an artist.

At 14 years old, he gets the firts prize of a drawing competition when he colors an airplane on a formulary. Not only did he win a fantastic trip to the Maldives, but his drawing has been reproduced on a large scale, on the deck of an airplane that has been baptised, by the same occasion, "The Airplane of Life". The start of a beautiful career in arts.

Sister of Castille dies two years later, and Loys quits school. He works hard in a factory of canned foods, as the manager of the "Canned Beans Department". A repetitive yet non-exhausting work that has helped to make his troubles of personnality grow even stronger. Puberty being now done with its transformations, Loys tends to show the world an ambiguous sexuality, not to say, no sexuality at all.

One beautiful yet sad day of June, talking a walk on the trendy St-Hubert Street of Montreal, he can hear some aggressive music coming out of a weird store. Rock music it was ! Loys is so shocked that he rips his left eye apart and re-baptise himself Louis de Castille, in loving memory of his old teacher, which he often dreamt to share her bed.

He "lived the rock" as much he could, dreaming of glory and fame, but he was desperatly waiting for a mentor to illuminate him. This mentor was found in Céline B. La Terreur.