There is a man on a journey across the world.
People speak of him in whispers and across campfires. He came with notoriety from another life. The stories people tell sound like legends - as if he was a myth. They called him many things, but the most fitting was the God of War. He was a solitary figure, fighting alone victorious where others fell in droves. No one knew him, but everyone knew his reputation.
Eventually, the time came to change lives. He sold that life to improve his family's situation. Events occurred where he created another life. This life would go through challenges that seemed impossible to any outsider and yet come through worn and weary but still advancing.
This man whom called himself Weed would match the plant's defining characteristic - the ability to adapt and survive where others in the same situation would give up.