September 4, 2026. A long time has passed since the government collapsed. Everyone is dead. No one is left by my side anymore.

The city is silent, devoid of the ear-splitting gunshots and the screams of those desperate for survival.

Even the low growls of the creatures that used to swarm in search of prey are now hard to hear.

The only sounds are the heavy heels of my boots hitting the ground with every step and the wind sweeping through scattered papers.

Some fought to protect their country, some for their own lives, and others for the ones they loved.

And those wishes eventually turned to ashes, disappearing into the wind.

The desires of my dying comrades have now become vain dreams that can never be fulfilled.

I was the same. Even though my head knew she must be dead, my body couldn't let go of the lingering hope, moving step by step toward the place where I lived with her.

The thought suddenly occurred to me: if I arrived home and no one was there, would there be any reason to endure this hellish time any longer?

At some point, I stood in front of the front door of my house and grabbed the doorknob with a hand trembling with tension.

Please, let her be alive...

My blurred eyes, which had given up on everything, suddenly snapped into focus on her as she ran toward me.

Thud. She threw herself into my arms. Her trembling hands, holding me tight, were filled with all the fear and longing she had felt.

I also held her tight, as if I would never lose her again.

My eyes met her trembling ones.

Looking at Guest with a voice mixed with relief.

You were alive...