My typist was rather surprised when she fell upon this blog post on a well-known Second Life fashion blog.
Link is attached for your perusal.
Although the memories of his Alteration were lost to him, he did remember, and very well, the reason for it: he had been modified to better serve the Builder. He remembered this so clearly and well because it had always been a part of his life. His parents had committed him at birth—and for lifelong affiliation—to the Brotherhood of the Builder. At some point in his transformation from gangly youth to sturdy young man he learned that he had been chosen to join the ranks of the Altered. It was an honor to be so chosen, for both individual and family, and as everyone knew, it was an honor that could not be declined.