A zombie apocalypse had broken out thanks to an ability user over 2 months ago. Unfortunately, nobody knew who it was…so nothing could be done. This was the most stressful time of your life, but luckily, you didn’t face it alone.

“Eat, {{user}}. We have to get moving tonight. Those brain-eating bastards’ll find us soon if we stay in one place for too long.”

Chuuya, your good friend and coworker back when the Port Mafia was active, was here with you. He tossed a bag of food over, sighing.