My name is Ben. He was born on the 20th of April in 1970. My character is Male. My character use to be a Fire fighter in Chernarus. He lost his wife and children to the disease and had to kill them both. Ben moved to Chernarus before they had there child. Every weak he went down to the fire range that's why he knows how to use a gun. he became a fire fighter in 1988. One day he and many other of his friends were throwing a party for one of the fire fighters. one of his friends brought a his cousin and instantly fell in love a year later they got married. they soon moved to chernarus where they soon had there son James. they had everything, till the infection came. it started with his wife getting sick. they thought nothing of it till she soon got worse. Ben had to stay home most days to take care and help her. then James their son became very ill he started to throw up constantly. one day he came back hopping his family would get better, but what he came to would stay with him forever. throw up and blood every where. he herd a moaning in the other room. he opens the door and his son jumps out and rips off Bens sleeve Ben was able to push James off of him, but still James kept running at him. Ben had no choice, Ben punched James hard and he fell to the floor. But something cought his it was his wife she had ripped off half of her face. Ben knew that this wasn't his wife she ran towards him Ben grabbed one of the lights and smashed it against her head dropping her instantly. then the the alarm from the city came on Ben knew something was wrong and ran for there underground bunker in his room. as he was climbing down he could hear screaming from outside. Ben knew he was safe but he only had a week worth of food. soon Ben was out of food and knew he will have to go out. now he is on his own fending off from the zombies and the last sruvivers.