The world turns into chaos when I turned five. I didn't know what to do. Every person I knew of in the village where I use to live have now become a Devourer, a living being that's devoid of human mind and heart. They were not able to recognize anyone but only their desire to eat human flesh.

Crying in our house I look at my Father's hand holding mine and to his face. Black veins started appearing from his throat. I skid away from him. I got scared. I closed the door on him and screamed loudly.

"Get out! Get out!" I slump on the tiled floor of our home and cried. I couldn't do anything. He kept banging on our front door.

I can hear him growling on the other side. I kept telling myself that he's my father. That's papa! Don't be scared.

The banging on the door stop so I stood and got up. I looked over the brick window and I saw him looking at me. Straight in my eyes.

"Aaargghhh!! Get out!" tears keep falling down my eyes and my face contorted in an ugly way. Fear was visible. I fell back and crawl away from the brick window.

I saw him leave and I cried more. No. Don't go! I don't want to be alone. I wanted to say those words but I couldn't as I kept crying.

"PAPAAA!!"

I woke up from the nightmare I've been having since that day.

"Hey PV-chan! You up?" Satoura-san peek from the room I'm staying. We're currently on the run. Satoura-san is not a Japanesse but she likes anime and believes that Satoura is her real name. Whatever! I don't really care anymore.

"My head aches Satoura-san," I groaned while telling her my situation.

"Aye~ My dear PV-chan you have to rest. We still have to move later in the evening. Anyway, gotta check on some of our supplies and check some safehouses."

Ever since that day, my last memory of my father haunted me in my waking hours. It's been Thirteen years since the apocalypse has start. Thirteen long years. I'm now 18 years of age.

As we, humans adapt on how to get rid of zombies and tried to find out where and how they came about, they evolve, along with us. Some of the humans have gained an immerse strength and agility. Those who have gained different strength became part of a Shikari group that hunts Devourer. And there are also those, like me, who have strength but choose not to join a Shikari group. We became a Rotter.

Rotter are individuals with strength that lives in hiding. We move from places to places. We were discriminated for the simple reason that we did not join any forces. But lately the number of Rotter like me, arises.

Some of the people who have previously joined a Shikari group choose to leave and become independent making them a Rotter, they were immediately ostracize and persecuted. Their infos leak and now, the hunter is being hunted.

Devourers grew intelligence and were able to communicate, somehow. I did not know how. Even so, the Devourers still craves human flesh and still targets humans. The situation were humanities are united were no longer the case. Some of the Rotters join forces with other Rotters and conspire with Devourers who grew intelligence.

They have a Kingdom now. The Devourers, that is. Those who have higher intelligence than the others were able to communicate not just with humans but with other Devoures as well. Through that they establish a hierarchy with One Devourer at its center. They call him, The Emperor.

"Hey PV-chan~" Satoura softly called my name. "What do you think happens when humanity were overturned again?"

"Does it matter?"

"What?"

"As long as the both of us are safe. We can travel the whole world to find the safest place and settle. Does it matter then if the rest of them perished?"