Lieutenant Commander Robert Kerensky

Character Information

Gender		Male
Species		Genetically Engineered Human
Age		35

Physical Appearance

Height		6, 0
Weight		165
Hair Color		brown
Eye Color		one red and one brown
Physical Description		trained and engineered to protect and serve. served in spec ops for 10 years healthy and tough made in an research lab

Family

Spouse		Martha
Children		one son named drake
Father		N/A
Mother		N/A
Brother(s)		classified
Sister(s)		classified
Other Family		n/a

Personality & Traits

General Overview		lethal in any combat has a heart of gold even though made to kill
Strengths & Weaknesses		Specialized Skills: Advanced combat tactics and close-quarters combat Mastery of all conventional and experimental weaponry Enhanced sensory perception (night vision, motion detection, auditory enhancements) Tactical strategy and battlefield coordination Psychological warfare and interrogation techniques Infiltration and sabotage operations
Ambitions		wants to train recruits like him
Hobbies & Interests		1. reading 2. shooting range 3. building kits and models

Personal History		Personal History Statement: "Designation: Seraphim-07" Name: [Redacted for security purposes] Code Name: cobra-01 Date of Birth: [Classified] Birthplace: [Classified] Unit: [Redacted Special Operations Division] Military Rank: Sergeant First Class (Active Duty, Assigned to Black Ops) Status: Active Background and Early Life: Born into the quiet anonymity of a middle-class family, my early life was marked by an unremarkable suburban upbringing. However, everything I knew about my origins changed the day I was recruited. At the age of twelve, my DNA was selected from a pool of candidates who had unknowingly volunteered to participate in the government's covert Project Seraph. The project's goal was simple but ambitious: create the ultimate soldier, an apex warrior capable of surpassing human limitations and conquering the battlefield with unparalleled efficiency. I was one of many selected. The process was called "Genesis," and it began with the extraction of my genome, followed by a series of genetic modifications designed to enhance every aspect of human performance—strength, endurance, cognitive abilities, and reflexes. In addition, my emotional control was chemically regulated, removing the vulnerabilities of empathy and fear that often compromised a soldier’s effectiveness. My body became a canvas for cutting-edge biotechnological enhancements. My bones were reinforced with carbon-fiber composites, muscles re-engineered for explosive power and endurance, and my immune system was genetically modified to resist all known pathogens. In essence, I became a living weapon, engineered to endure and destroy with cold precision. The Training: Once the modifications were complete, I was placed into a training regimen unlike anything most soldiers could comprehend. The objective was not to simply turn me into a soldier, but a force of nature. I trained for years in every combat discipline: martial arts, advanced weaponry, tactical warfare, and psychological warfare. The boundaries between man and machine blurred as I honed my instincts and reflexes to operate in environments that would break most normal humans. Mental conditioning followed physical training. The military sought to make me not just a weapon, but a tool of unquestionable loyalty and obedience. My memories were rewritten, my fears erased, and my emotions neutralized. Every thought was filtered through a lens of mission-first mentality. I learned to suppress my humanity and instead live for one singular purpose—mission success, at any cost. But something unexpected happened during one of the memory revisions. An error—no one knows whether it was deliberate or a glitch in the process—left fragments of my old self intact. These fragments manifested as flashes of doubt, questioning the nature of my existence, the morality of my missions, and the real purpose of Project Seraph. These moments were brief, fleeting, and often suppressed, but they were there. Combat Experience: I have participated in numerous operations across multiple continents, often in high-risk, high-stakes environments. From urban warfare in dense cityscapes to jungle skirmishes deep in enemy territory, I have been deployed in the most dangerous scenarios imaginable. My enhanced reflexes and physical strength make me a force to be reckoned with in hand-to-hand combat, while my augmented senses allow me to track targets in conditions that would blind or disorient others. My most notable mission was the [classified operation name], a covert strike against a warlord who had seized control of a bio-warfare lab. The mission required me to infiltrate the facility, neutralize high-value targets, and extract sensitive information. While the mission was deemed a success, it came at a personal cost. I lost several comrades during the assault, a reminder that even the most powerful of soldiers cannot escape the weight of loss. Personal Reflections: I am not the same person I was before Project Seraph. My memories of my childhood feel distant, fragmented, like a life lived by someone else. The man I am today is a weapon—trained, conditioned, and programmed for war. But there is something inside me, something the project could never fully suppress: a flicker of humanity. I am often haunted by the question of who I would have been had I been left untouched by the hands of science. Could I have been a doctor, a teacher, or an artist? Or was I always meant to be a weapon? These thoughts, fleeting and dissonant, are suppressed the moment I take action in the field. Yet, when the mission is over and the dust settles, I wonder what kind of person I might have been if I hadn't been engineered to kill. In combat, I am a living legend. Out here in the quiet moments, when the adrenaline fades and the bloodshed ends, I am something else. A soldier with no name, no identity, and no purpose beyond the next command. Mission Statement: I am cobra-01. I am a product of human ambition and genetic manipulation. I exist to fight, to protect, and to ensure the survival of the ones who command me. In the heat of battle, there is no hesitation, no mercy, no second thoughts—only the mission. But in the silence between missions, I am reminded that perhaps one day, the mission will end, and I will have to face the cost of my existence. But until that day comes, I will do what I was made to do: survive, fight, and conquer.
Service Record		successful missions: 3012 failed missions: none