It was the month of december usually a time of the year where familys and friends got together through a joyful celebration and partys untill christmas eve and day would come but for some atleast those that lived alone in solitude it was a depressing time of month for them and it was the time of year where suicides were at its highest peak. Altron was one of those single people and had lived most of his life alone in solitude never having a woman in his life or friends for that matter he didn't even know who his family was being a test tube baby. His occupation was clear though for the way he dressed as he was a mercenary and had been since at the age of twelve and now he was at age thirty standing 6'0"ft tall weighting 200lbs of pure muscle with a light tan to show off the curves in his muscular form. Having a shoulder length blood red mane with contrasting sun blazing yellow eyes for facial features that matched well with his body type. Walking through the allyways as they were shortcuts back to his condo Altron was wearing a forest official military pair of pants with official steel toed combat laced black military boots. His upper body consisted of a black fishnet top underneath a black tank top and his hands being covered by fingerless black leather gloves and along his arms that weren't being covered were blood red tribal tattoe's that seemed to stretch all the way down and all around his entire arms while also trails of the tattoo seemed to trail up his shoulders toward his neck while going down his back behind the tank top. It was obvious this man was probably covered in an all body tattoo. As he did walk through the allyways he had slipped out a columbian cigar biting off the end of it and lighting it with a match to keep the flavor.