Name: Alan.
Age: 24.
Appearance:
Personality: Alan may not seem to be very social at times, but the truth is he is more social than anyone, but is very picky about who to socialize with. He wont jump into a friendship with anyone before reading them and knowing them better. Books are his true friends, his resort from this shity earth. He finds comfort and peace in books. When befriended he can be the coolest and kindest friend. "When Befriended" otherwise he is neutral with everyone he sees, and not much ofa talkative person.
Bio: Sophie, Alan's step mother. She took care of him since he was two years old. His biological mother died giving birth to Alan, he never knew her nor saw her. By the age of 4 a disease broke out infecting the whole world, including Alan's father. Alan and his Step mom lived through hell without the support of Alan's father. Though the world turned harsh and hellish they made it to a safe zone. Alan grew up in that zone till he reached the age of 18. On his 19th birthday the safe zone was compromised and overrun with zombies. Only few made it, including Alan. His step mother didn't survive, which made things for Alan more depressing and harder.
At certain moments in his life, after the death of his step mother, he craved for a sweet swift death. He didn't want to carry on, didn't want to struggle anymore. But that's not what his father would wanted. And so he moved on, hoping to find peace and serenity once again in this world.
Job before outbreak: none.
Weapons: a Katana he found in a comics shop. A 45 caliber revolver. And butterfly pocket knife.
Skills: through time he learned how to use his sword well. Good at shooting. Heavy reader. Knows lots of basic things.