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Chiron Mega
Character information
  1. Mental
  2. Morale
    Good but nostalgic
  3. Date of birth
    1979-03-21 (40 years old)
  4. Place of birth
    Oshawa, Ontario
  5. Nationality
  6. Ethnicity
  7. Languages
  8. Relationship
  9. Religion


  1. Height
    189 cm
  2. Weight
    135 kg
  3. Build
  4. Hair
    Short black
  5. Eyes
  6. Alignment
    Lawful Good
  7. Features
    Has a moustache.
  8. Equipment
    Auto parts. Lots of auto parts.
  9. Occupation


My name is Chiron Mega. I was born in Oshawa, Ontario, Canada, in a loving and wealthy family. My dad was working in a car factory and I helped him build up several Monte Carlos and Grand Prix GMs. While other kids were playing around in the park, I was in the garage learning car parts and how they worked.
When my dad retired, I took his place at the company. I was already familiar with their workshop, so it took me no time to get comfortable. I eventually even got a better salary than what my dad had.
Even if I had spare money, I never took the time to travel. I was so passionate about my job that the idea never even came to mind. But that would change very soon.
I’ve been a loner all my life, but this girl changed the game completely. I never thought Samuelle and I would end up together, being different on every point, but it did rapidly.
She was a traveler. She had been in Italy, Morocco, South Korea and many more. We were ready to take some time for us and us only, so we decided to play our destiny. We put a world map and threw a dart on it. The place that dart end up would be the place we go to. And the dart ended up on Chernarus…
The day after our landing is the date they put for the outbreak debut.

I lost everything in a very, very short time, Novodmitrovsk being close to where the infection started. This is mainly because of the massive moving to Elektrozavodsk. We’ve been separate before jumping in the boats…
I waited for days in front of the docks, praying to see here face again… her face… I never saw her…

I’ve studied Eurasian cars since I had plenty of time in my hands. I’ve decided to use my knowledge for the better. I found a house and regrouped every single piece of automobile I could find, and so, proclaim myself as the people’s mechanic. It’s a good middle between my life before and now.
I’m used to the zombies now. I never thought saying that but, there it is… The first ones I killed were difficult, but like we’re getting acclimatized with cold or a bad smell, the thrill is gone. One thing I found hard to live with is being largely in need of food, water and everything…
Well, I try to stick to the positive. I help people with their car, keep them moving. That’s what’s keeping me alive…


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