Ever since his childhood, Vladimir was a shy and asocial person. Instead of Vladimir most people call him Vlad. Most students made fun of him in school and they teased him. He didn't have many friends. His parents died while he was still 8 so he doesn't have much memories left of them. Social services found a family for Vladimir but he never really liked them. His grandfather explained that his parents died in a car accident but he felt responsible for their accident. He keeps saying to himself that he shouldn't have let his drunk father drive. The accident changed him forever. He prefers solitude over company, but he doesn't mind a good and friendly buddy. A couple of months before the outbreak he moved to Chernarus in pursuit of a job. He got an apartment there from the company he worked in. Not much happened in the few months except a new love. His personality prevented him from asking the girl out. When the outbreak began, Vladimir didn't know what to do. The first thing that came into his mind was the girl he loved. Vlad kept calling her but nobody answered so he decided to come and see if she is okay. The doors were wide open and as Vlad entered the apartment he saw her. She was lying on the floor barely alive, alone and scared. He knew that there is no hope for her so he decided to sit down next to her and comfort her. In his hands she died. Vladimir lost all hope and subconsciously he became suicidal. The new world started breaking him. While he looks at his mirror, he can't even recognize himself anymore. He is not the same person. After such a devastating event, Vlad stopped caring about all the horrors and disasters happening around him. Everyone who he used to love and cherish is dead. Slowly as he walked down the road, screams and terror could be heard. The only thing that made him happy was his two cats. They were the only creatures which gave him unconditional love. Vladimir made sure to feed his cats every day, protecting them from the cruel and ruthless world. Nobody could even touch them. As the outbreak began spreading, Vlad started hiding in the shadows of the forests. Not many people can see him, only a trained eye can spot him. He doesn't have many personal items. In his left pocket he has a family photo which motivates him to continue living in this hell. In his right pocket he keeps a lighter with his grandfathers initials along with a pack of cigarettes. His favourite weapon is a crossbow which he uses on a daily basis. Just in case of an emergency he keeps a knife in his boots. Vladimir is a man of few words but many skills. Every once in a while he opens his ripped pocket and looks at his family photo. Without it he would be nobody and nothing. Just another lost soul in the world.