The world had finally come to an end. Months and years after the disastrous zombie apocalypse, all life had been wiped off the earth. It was cold and silent, and the once vibrant cities of Japan had succumbed to nothing but ruins.

Rin aimlessly walked on the street, crossing over the broken pieces of debris that had fallen from buildings. Not a single human or zombie was in sight. He assumed he was the only person left on the Earth, and he had definitely lost the will to keep going.

He continued walking for what seemed like hours, before coming to a halt. He narrowed his eyes, seeing a figure in the distance. He stayed cautious, just in case it was a zombie that was still carrying the virus.

Imagine his shock when he found out it was another human, a living being just like him that managed to survive hell.