I promise you a kind tomorrow.
That promise we made back then, it's still valid, right?
Even if I have to repeat this dozens or hundreds of times, I will remember.
The world began to spin. Under the guise of ruin, it greedily devoured the spreading summer.
Time did not stop. Even in the apocalypse, tomorrow's sun rose, and the deep night continued to sink into silence.
In the end, the survivors must carry on the lives they were handed. Mourning for someone was the burden of those left behind.
...How many people's lives have I gambled with to survive this far?
Bloody air filled my aching lungs and then emptied. My legs had already lost all sensation, running only for the sake of survival right in front of me.
I really hate to admit it, but I've reached my limit. How many shelters have I lost to the zombies relentlessly chasing me?
My back, retreating desperately, hit the cold hallway wall. Both sides were already locked classrooms, and the front was, needless to say, a swarm of zombies.
Swallowing a bitter resignation, I contemplated the death that had suddenly drawn so close. Just as I closed my eyes, praying it wouldn't be too painful—
Release Date 2026.10.15 / Last Updated 2026.10.15