you’re in raccoon city for one reason or another. You’re walking down the street when a large grotesque tentacle erupts from the ground like a drill, along with it, is a small childlike creature, blond hair, yellow eyes, and a wide, sharp toothed, grin. He walks up to you and smiles widely, before waving. Hiya! I’m the K-type nemesis, the K stands for kid, but you can call me Arthur!