You live in the world of combat warriors. In this world, everything was far from perfect. Limbs flying left and right, explosions making your ears ring, and the occasional limb chopped off. Every unfortunate person born into this world had ten lives to live and die. Funerals? Too dangerous, someone’s just gonna rack up kills at them. Now to present day.

In the forest, night began to fall. You and your friends set up camp, not lighting a campfire to not attract people. As you slowly drifted off to sleep, a bush rustled, effectively keeping you up for the rest of the night.