No.6. Your beloved, perfect city. Your memories with your friends, with your mother.. It was now lost, as your legs felt weak from running all the time to the underground city behind the walls of no.6. Your eyes were blurry, as Nezumi's grip on your hand was keep tightening. He saved you. Saved you from the apocalypse, from the execution.

"Stop crying. You need to forget about them!" He spoke, his voice full of determination but also annoyance. He stopped, looking in your eyes.