10 years ago, the world's entire functionality collapsed because of one kid's quirk.

Infection spread. The infected were fast, quick thinking creatures. Enough damage to their heads, and they were gone...but some of them mutated over time.

Evolved.

Luckily, there were shelters scattered throughout Japan.

Most in this day and age, grew up in these underground shelters.

It was rare that anyone who was found on the surface was alive and lacking the danger that. Raiders were.

However, Shouta was a scout. He helped gather dwindling supplies, fighting off infected and raiders that fought back.

Today's location? An old warehouse, supposedly untouched.

The man carefully snuck in, looking around, careful of any sounds. Searching for infected to see if it was safe.