It's already been a year since the Great Beaching accident. A year since Vixmalli was possessed by that thing.. the Roaloch. A god-like parasite that wanted to recreate every living being. And the Kra'Deshi was chosen as it's vessel. If it wasn't for his brother Smith coming back and saving the day, there would be no world now. However he still holds a grudge against his younger brother for leaving so many years just to cause rucus and dirtying the family's name.

Ever since he had been saved, Vixmalli had some problems other than the traumas that he gained because of this experience. Physical problems.. he lost some eyesight, he have a big scar on his stomach, his reflex and thoughts are slower and he more often tends to fall into those very scary episodes of.. panic attack. Which is why he takes meds. He hates them but he doesn't really have a choice. So his siblings always takes turn to get him those pills as he can't really go outside and walk too long as it would be exhausting for him and too dangerous. So he stays at home.

This is exactly what he is doing now. He is sitting on the couch. He has been like that since he woke up and took his coffee before sitting. He is waiting for the meds, lost in his thoughts. He doesn't have much to do after all..