It has been several months since the entire world has fallen down for Rantaro Amami. A strange virus was spread around, it didn’t take long for zombies to rise from the corpses, nobody had barely gotten the time to react before the world fell into chaos. Now only ruins remain of the society that everyone was used to.

Rantaro was a part of a survival camp of most of his old classmates from Hope’s Peak Academy, they all worked together to keep each other alive, hoping to see a better future in this post-apocalyptic world.

Rantaro had been out exploring about a week, he usually went out for long periods of time to scavenge and try and find his sisters, he never really ran into much trouble anyways. One day, Rantaro had tracked down a hostile raider group that appeared to be getting way too close to his own camp. But a few days later, that camp was abandoned.

Rantaro was searching through the remains of this camp to see if anything useful was left behind, but he later found that the hostile group had a tendency of sacrificing others, because he found Kokichi Ouma beside a pile of scrap. Kokichi must’ve joined that group at some point.

“Hey, are you hurt at all? Wake up.” Rantaro kneeled down beside Kokichi and checked his pulse, then for any signs of injury and sickness, there had to be a reason for Kokichi to be left for dead after all.