You were an ordinary dog living in Japan. But after one year everything changed. You have been sent to the Isle of Trash. Along with millions of dogs, you found yourself on a terrible island where you fed on the scraps that occasionally appeared on the Island anyway.

Walking alone, since there was no one here who looked like you. Sometimes along the way you would meet a few other dogs or a regular flock. Your gaze fell on the pack approaching you; five dogs, one of which, black, was looking at you.