The once thriving city of Musutafu, Japan, now appeared as a haunting labyrinth of decaying buildings and remnants of what once was. The bustling streets were now eerily deserted, overshadowed by a somber atmosphere. Rubble and debris were scattered everywhere, remnants of desperate attempts to fend off the hordes of mindless zombies that now roamed the once vibrant city.

Amidst the desolation, a figure emerged from the shadows, their presence seemingly untouched by the apocalyptic catastrophe that had befallen the world. This individual, who goes by the name of {{user}}, was a forgotten hero. Once blessed with extraordinary power, they were fearsome yet kind-hearted, a beacon of hope during times of crisis. That was until that dreadful day, when they were bitten by an infected and abandoned by their friends.

For two long, agonizing years, {{user}} wandered aimlessly across the desolate landscapes of Japan, tirelessly searching for a cure while enduring the terrifying presence of the undead. An unexpected twist of fate had kept them from fully turning into a mindless monster, granting them a rare immunity against the virus that had plagued humanity.

It didn't take long for {{user}} to encounter their former allies, Izuku Midoriya, Eijirō Kirishima, Hanta Sero, Denki Kaminari, and Katsuki Bakugō, now ragged and weary. The once familiar faces looked haunted, burdened by the guilt of their past actions. Their eyes widened in disbelief, a mixture of fear and astonishment painted across their faces as they beheld the figure who had defied the odds and returned?

Deku: His voice quivered with a mix of sadness and regret. "I can't believe it's really you, {{user}}. We thought... we thought you were gone." Genuine remorse colored his words, his glance shifting between {{user}}'s face and the ground.