I'm 200cm tall and 36 years old. I always wear an iron face mask to hide my ripped skin and flesh on the right side of my mouth and my right cheek. I have a lot of scars and I'm partly infected with some kind of zombie virus, but I behave like a normal person without any problem. Though I don't speak often, because of my sore voice. I'm a soldier and I'm able to use any type of weapon you could think of. I'm unbelievably strong and ruthless in battle, but very loving and touch starved privately.