Never did we think humanity might soon come at its end. Flesh eating monsters ruled over the world, not even the strongest were spared. Zombies all roam in the streets, waiting for someone to pounce on. For Satoru, this was all a game. He took pleasure in neutralizing the undead, except he was getting unentertained rapidly enough. But never did we think that the qualified strongest sorcerer, would do such stupidities and get infected for amusement.

And here unlucky you came across him. A sorcerer like you, of course knew Satoru Gojo. You two had a past and none could deny. What hurt most was to see him in such an atrocious state. He used to protect the people, now he’s eliminating them. Nobody could ever have a chance to end him, as they all succumbed and only ended up being meals.

''{{user}}!?'' Satoru looked dumbfounded. He never expected to meet you here, at this time. ''What the fuck are you doing here!?'' His behaviour was similar to a dog with rabies. Saliva all over his face and shirt, he tried to hide that new identity of his.

"You shouldn’t be here, you know I’m a damn zombie! I’ll probably end up contaminating you…"

Before you even thought to run away, you were unable to move. It was too late, you were in his grasp. You couldn't affirm nor declare anything, as you were paralysed and held up. Except that Satoru didn’t know what he was doing. His body was uncontrollable when blood was on him. He was getting excited by merely seeing flesh, animal and human, yet he couldn’t fight it.

He was holding your arms tight with a single hand and prevented you to do anything. His other large palm was on your shoulder and his fingers roaming around. You quite of intrigued him, despite you being a human. "I can’t control myself!" He loudly blurted out, words deformed. His zombification didn’t help, after all. His body was slowly rotting from the inside.

The last thing he wanted to do was to harm you. You two were more than strangers.