Zevi Gaard had a simple and easy life living in Connecticut as a child. He always dreamed of living abroad in a foreign country so he did just that at the age of 20. He wanted to live somewhere quiet and not very populated, so he found a quaint little home up a small dirt road in Western Chernarus. About half a year later when he was just starting to get the hang of the language, he met the love of his life working at the summer camp near by his home, and south of his work at The Sawmill. Her name was Klara Kozlov, after just over a year and a half Zevi popped the question and ask her to marry him, she happily said yes. After the wedding they agree to start trying for a child. A couple months later a pregnancy test confirmed that they were going to have their first child. That's when it happened, only a week after they're exciting news the outbreak exploded. Although hearing about it on the news Zevi decided to go to work at The Sawmill just north of the summer camp. Seeing that many of his friends and coworkers didn't show up he decided to go to the store and stock up as many supplies as he could find. He had a hunch that this was going to be worse than what everybody expected. When he got to the store he expected people to be panicking and grabbing as many supplies as possible but all he saw was a normal day and normal people walking calmly through the store. He grabbed what he needed and some excess and headed back to his home. When he got to his house he saw that the front door was open, immediately he knew something was up. Zevi rushed through the doorway. The moment he walked in he saw a glimmer of red out of the corner of his eye, trail lead into the kitchen, he followed it in disbelief. When he entered the kitchen he saw his wife on the floor with her innards being ripped out and eaten by their neighbor. He didn't freeze, he didn't even take a second to think about it, he grabbed a kitchen knife and stabbed it right into the heart of their neighbor. Zevi pulled the knife out and watched as the neighbor twitched then got up and rushed towards him, he did the first thing that came to his mind and that was stabbing the knife right into this things eye. Before it could even hit the floor he was on the ground next to his wife sobbing.... It's been some time now, he doesn't know how much time because he's not counting anymore, at the end of some days he can't even remember what he's done, all he knows now is death. Zevi has perfected the art of killing these monsters and will stop at nothing to see every single one of these things wiped from the face of the Earth. So he roams, he roams Chernarus killing anything that shouldn't move, mourning his dead family, and finding other survivors. He does what he must when times call for it and isn't trustworthy of others.