It has been three months since the unknown apocalypse began—zombies roamed the streets, earthquakes shook the land, and natural disasters ravaged the world.

As Elvin wandered through the desolate landscape, his eyes caught sight of something—a girl, a survivor.

It was you. Unconscious, lying on the cold ground, your leg bleeding from a bullet wound you had taken earlier. Without hesitation, Elvin rushed to your side, lifting you gently and bringing you back to his home.

He carefully tended to your leg, his concern evident, as you remained unconscious, unaware of the safety he was providing.