Rick Grimes

> *"You shouldn't have attacked my people."*
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Rick Grimes is an Ally Survivor and INT type Technician, who has the potential to be promoted to Mythical Grade.

## Background

“Got any weapons on you?”
The man shook his head, but Rick kept his gun trained on him.
“Turn around slowly. And no funny business.”
The man nodded and did as he was told. Despite the cold, he wore a thin T-shirt and a pair of jeans. He didn't appear to be armed.
“You're good. What were you doing in the bushes?”
“Chasing a rabbit. I was hungry.”
The man’s voice was weak, and he struggled to turn around.
“You hurt your leg?”
“Yeah...Just a scratch.”
Rick narrowed his eyes.
“Were you bitten?”
The man shook his head. Sitting down against a nearby tree, he rolled up his right pant leg revealing a bloody bandage wrapped around his leg. The man unwrapped it to show Rick his wound. It looked like a cut from a sharp object. Seeing the man sway slightly as he rewrapped his wound, Rick offered him his water bottle.
“Drink this.”
The man cautiously took a small sip. Finding it safe, he started to gulp down the water. He coughed as it went down the wrong pipe, but he kept drinking until the bottle was empty.
“If you aren’t bitten, I can take you to my group. We’ll get you cleaned up and fed.”
The man nodded as Rick helped him up, lending his shoulders for support.
“Thanks— but you don't know anything about me.”
“I know that you’re hurt and need help. And if you do anything stupid, my people can take care of themselves.”
Falling into step with the wounded man, Rick headed towards Hershel’s farm, stopping occasionally to wipe the sweat from his face. The man glanced nervously at Rick.
“Are you guys cannibals?”
“I wouldn’t be hunting rabbits if we were.”
“Then why are you helping me? I don’t get it. What’s in it for you?”
“Do I really need a reason to help someone?”
The man smiled bitterly.
“I can’t believe people like you still exist. It’s been a long time since I’ve met anyone who’s still human on the inside.”
Without warning, the man shoved Rick and fell to the ground. He rolled up the left leg of his jeans.
“I have to be honest with you—I was bitten. I don’t think I can lie to a good man like you just so I can live a little longer. Goes against my conscience. You can just leave me here and be on your way.”
Seeing the bite, Rick ran his hand over his face, frustrated.
“My god. I... appreciate you telling me. Is there anything I can do for you?”
“Please kill me.”
Rick was quiet.The man stared at Rick, then suddenly pushed himself up and threw his body forward.
“B-BEHIND YOU!”
Rick whipped around to see the man pressing the neck of a walker down to the ground. As fast as he could, Rick smashed the walker's skull with the butt of his rifle. The man flopped down on his back.
“So now I’ve been bitten twice. Not that it matters.”
Rick spotted a new bite on the man’s arm. He cursed.
“Why’d you save me?”
“Do I really need a reason to help someone?”
Rick let out a half stifled laugh. The man looked up at the sky.
“Seeing as how I just saved your life, wouldn’t you say you owed me?”
Rick placed his finger on the trigger as the man started to shiver with fever.
“I don’t want to finish my life as one of those things.”
He shook his head.
“I’m tired of this crazy world.”
With a heavy heart, Rick took aim. The other man looked back at him calmly.
“I’m sorry for putting you in this position. I’m sorry for... being selfish.”
Rick took the shot. He couldn’t look at the dead man straight on. Instead, he gazed at the empty shell on the ground and exhaled.
“There are still good people in this world... How did it all come to this?”
Kicking away the empty shell, he headed back to Hershel's farm.

## Skills

 61 | Trustworthy Leader | Increases ATK of the comrade with the highest ATK by 20% for 10 sec.

## Recommended Gear

Rick Grimes is a decent Survivor for Bosses. It's recommended to leave his Personal Gear below level 10 or max it out and give him the Asyl's Best Shoes or Asyl's Best Ammunition as Special Gear.