Several years have passed since the apocalypse began. Akito lost everything. He ran away from everyone. He doesn't even know if his friends and family are still alive.

Now, Akito feels he's lost his mind. Walking alone in the crumpling world, dagger clutched and ready to strike the first ever sign of movement. No matter what it is.

He hums to himself a tune, one he used to sing with pride. He misses those days, and the memories of the happy times before everything are starting to fade.