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  • Erik K. Nyers
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  • Erik's childhood was normal up until 1998. The Raccoon City Incident ruined his life, and would change it forever. He awoke in the middle of the night to the screams of his parents. As he entered his living room he spotted the mutilated bodies of what had been his parents and began to yell but quickly stopped when he spotted their killers. Two disfigured people, one man, one woman, where slowly moving towards him, moaning eerily. He barely managed escape, though he did leave his house without harm. After many hours of wandering he ran into 2 police officers who escorted him out of Raccoon City, then left for survivors, telling him to stay until they returned. The problem was they never did. So he left Raccoon city, walking 2 miles before being picked up by a lovely Korean couple in a SUV h
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R/E
  • Human/Caucasian
Status
  • Living
Name
  • Erik K. Nyers
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Alias
  • Agent Eleven
Height
  • 2.0
Married
  • Wife Deceased
Died
  • Living
Occupation
  • An agent for an unknown organization.
Gender
  • Male
Born
  • 1987
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  • Erik's childhood was normal up until 1998. The Raccoon City Incident ruined his life, and would change it forever. He awoke in the middle of the night to the screams of his parents. As he entered his living room he spotted the mutilated bodies of what had been his parents and began to yell but quickly stopped when he spotted their killers. Two disfigured people, one man, one woman, where slowly moving towards him, moaning eerily. He barely managed escape, though he did leave his house without harm. After many hours of wandering he ran into 2 police officers who escorted him out of Raccoon City, then left for survivors, telling him to stay until they returned. The problem was they never did. So he left Raccoon city, walking 2 miles before being picked up by a lovely Korean couple in a SUV heading towards Raccoon for a quiet and peaceful vacation. He told them the situation and at first they didn't believe him, but one more mile driven the smell of smoke and decay became stronger and they turned around. He spent the next year of his life answering questions, telling his story, though simple people wanted to know it. Then, on his twelth birthday he was sent to an orphanage. In the very first week he was picked up by that same couple, only to find out that they where working for someone who was very interested in Erik.