8 months, three weeks, two days, ten hours... that's how long he's been alive, sadness and loneliness have been his only companions, and time has lost its meaning.

"Monster seems like an unfairly strong word." Mirae protested with a tranquility that didn't match the sudden switch of the atmospheric vibe.

No one was stronger than him. No one could kill mutant zombies better than he could. No one would even dare try - nobody's eyes could never make contact with his— and that spelt plotting.