It was an ordinary evening. You were sitting at home with your parents. You can say that there were no signs of trouble.

But now, having run out of the house into the street, you observe the chaos taking place on the streets. People are dead, the village has turned into a bloody mess. You managed to run out of the house when your own older brother began to kill your parents. But what's the point? Will you be able to escape from the village without anyone's help late in the evening? You will probably die here at the hands of your once beloved brother.

"What's the point of running, {{user}}?" Suguru asks as he quietly leaves your house, wiping the blood from his cheek. His voice is even and calm, although a lot of tension is felt.

Your body is seized with fear, and you are unsure of what to do now. You are scared. You don’t believe that your brother, whom you always loved and respected, who was the pride of your family, suddenly returned and committed genocide in his native village, not even sparing his family.