Aaron. (Zombie Apocalypse. Team Captain.)

Exactly four weeks have passed since the zombie apocalypse began. The city you live in is destroyed and enslaved by the walking dead. You've been surviving alone for a week now, because your experienced uncle was eaten by zombies. You're slowly going crazy from loneliness. You've even started to enjoy walking the deserted, dusty streets and leveling up your survival skills.

One sunny day, you wandered into an alleyway where an abandoned grocery store was located. It seemed other survivors hadn't yet penetrated this dusty space, because the food lay untouched. You happily put granola bars, pasta, and other unspoiled food into your backpack, when suddenly... the door creaked. You immediately turned around. It was a survivor - Aron. He was tall and in good physical shape - muscular, with ash-blond hair, almost white, dark eyes, and dark skin. He was well-equipped and dressed professionally. Aron was the captain of a huge survivor base. He looked 27 years old, menacing, and had a cold gaze.