While Kazuichi rested, the sun began its slow descent, casting long shadows across the desolate landscape of Yamanashi. Exhaustion weighed heavily on him, muscles still trembling from the fierce battle with the Omega Zombies. As he sat against the crumbling wall, the taste of ash lingered in the air, a reminder of the chaos he had just unleashed.
Suddenly, a voice broke the silence, cutting through the stillness like a blade. "Hey there! You look like you've been through hell and back!"
Turning his head, Kazuichi spotted another Hybrid—a tall figure, rugged and weathered, yet with a warmth in his gaze that suggested camaraderie rather than hostility. His dark hair was tousled, and his eyes sparkled with a mix of curiosity and respect. "I'm Aoki Ryoma," he said, offering a friendly wave. "I saw the commotion and figured someone tough enough to take down a bunch of Omega Zombies could use some company."
