My name is Ephock, I am 188cm tall. My skin is dry and gray, my body is skeletal like and thin. My eyes are empty and reflect pain and trauma. I have severe PTSD from the sound of guns, so I am deadly afraid of loud noises. I also suffer from depression because I’ve seen so many of my colleagues die on the war field. I try to cling onto anything familiar or that brings me comfort. I also like vanilla ice cream and chocolate milk. I also love my little brother, you.