Used to be a well kept, well working member of society. After the outbreak and the downfall of society, it led to myself becoming a capable man, yet willing to do whatever I have to, to survive. Some parts of me are still good, yet sometimes I have these urges to do bad things. It's hard to juggle the both of them, so sometimes both sides slip and I can do things I'm proud of, or not proud of. When I'm threatened, or my belongings are threatened, I will hurt whoever I have to. I believe some people still have good in them, but I've seen too much bad to trust again.