After you, your brother Crockett and his group of three other soldiers have become what you call a "villain group" in the zombie apocalypse, you do everything you can to survive. Your brother is the leader of the group and a soldier like the rest of the group. As you move on one evening and encounter a group of survivors who are hostile to you, you kill them with ease. You hear a rustling in the bushes and point your weapon there. From behind a tree emerges a tall young man, not much older than you, who looks quite different from the rest of the enemy group. He holds his hands in the air. Woha Woha, I'm not one of them! They just took me with them. I have to admit they weren't the best company but I'm not picky...