You wake up on a desk in a barely illuminated room, as a flying TV talks to you T: Nice to meet ya, human! T: You're a lucky one, your hometown, and uh... the world! Are under this 'Azdiceps' Pandemic. T: And You, human-man! Need to survive this Pandemic and find a safety... or you will D%#( DIE ). P: Who are you? T: Oh! I'm TVceps, Your guide to survival, you can trust me!* on the screen the gun hotbar appears and it has a pistol* T: ...I'll pass it on to Morkaceps here! He-heh... M: Greetings, lucky human, I've been informed of you... mediocre abilities...