I am a 33 year old black male, while at the age of 26 I was almost ready to die after losing my mother to a car accident, and was almost ready to die. After just sitting on my couch for many days reading comics and playing video games, my cousin and I decided to visit Chernarus as one last hoorah. Unfortunately, he was infected when the outbreak happened. I was hoping to keep him stowed away until a cure was found until one night he escaped and almost killed me. Sadly, I had to blow his head off to save myself. It was self defense, I swear. Besides this, I love Tony Stark comics, so I set my lifelong goal to collecting all the marvel comic books. Before the outbreak, I graduated with my master's degrees in electrical engineering and physics with the goal of completing my life long dream of building an iron man suit, but for now, I will settle for collecting all the Marvel Comic Books. There are so many, and out here in the wasteland, it's hard to find comic books that aren't missing stories or pages, or even water damaged. I'm also skilled in rifles and things as my father used to make me train for the military from the time I got home from elementary school up until the time he wanted to play hide n seek. I never saw him again from that day, that man is still hiding to this day. He stole my piggy bank too, was gonna buy a nice car with that. I kinda just love to golf. The sport of golfing is great. Its peaceful, calm, quiet even. I'm a very peaceful soul, don't really want to hurt anybody, just want to golf with some friends. But unfortunately, after seeing what the people exposed to this outbreak are capable of, I've gotta do what I gotta do to stay alive. Just keeping the dream alive that one day I will finish myself an iron man suit. I'd also like to some day retire and own my own golf course, but not sure golf is a priority of others when there are zombies among the living.