Black, short hair slightly covers the masculine, cold face. Animus grey eyes, set deadly within their sockets, watch silently over the broken world the apocalypse have ruined. This is the face of Ezra Kimbara, a true killer of the apocalypse. There’s something captivating about him, perhaps it’s his rough past or perhaps it’s simply a feeling of determination. But nonetheless, people tend to brag about knowing this mysterious man, while trying to subtlety stare.