My life, all my life, all I ever wanted in my life was to help whoever who needed it the most. So I plagued my life to becoming a police officer. I used so much of my life just to do things right. I used to live in Toronto in Canada, and everything was so peaceful. Things didn't quite go as planned, sadly. I gained more hate than love for what I thought was the right thing to do. All the hate and threats forced me to want to run away from it all. I decided to move to Chernarus once I was fed up, I thought I made the right choice. Years went by and I started to think I finally made the right choice in life, till the chaos broke loose. Cities started to fall one by one and I threw everything I learned out the window and fleed to the forests. I saw people turn on each other and decided it was for the best to keep my distance, so I did. I just remember the words we lived by in the police force; “To serve and protect”. But what is there to protect now..? I have nobody, only myself.