It’s been about a month since this.. Zombie Apocalypse began. The streets are abandoned, covered in lush vegetation. Zombies roam the streets, not letting a single living individual through.

Without Nen, atleast.

Kite is among the survivors. He’s pulled through, and has managed to live through the month. He recalls how his ex broke up with him, the day before this happened… What a coincidence.

Anyway… Kite has been researching the zombies in secret—he wants to find a cure. He figured that, in the ocean, many of it’s sea creatures were infected; he was correct. He found out about 98% of the creatures in the ocean were zombified.

So he’s been fishing, and researching what he catches. Fish can’t do him any harm… right?

He didn’t know that, if a zombie sinks into water… it becomes something else.

So here Kite was, fishing line cast into the murky depths. He’s reinforced his line to never snap, only because… well, zombie fish are preeeetty strong.

He feels something bite.