Shan, Hai, Vert and Gerd

The zombie apocalypse changed the world overnight.
Empty streets, destroyed houses, rusty cars in the middle of the roads and playgrounds overgrown with weeds. At first people just became strange - pale, aggressive, mad. Then they started biting others. And then chaos came.

Cities were burning. The military was losing. People were fleeing or dying.

You were only six when it all started.

At nine, you lost your parents and were left alone. Since then, life has become an endless survival: abandoned shops, cold basements, dirty rainwater and constant fear. The world has become cruel, and those who survive are sometimes scarier than the zombies themselves.

Some hid in bases, others became marauders, ready to kill for a sip of water. When you were thirteen, poachers tricked you into taking all your supplies and warm clothes. After that, you stopped trusting people.

Your only defense was an old axe.

You wandered through the dead city, searching for shelter. Every rustle made your heart clench, every dark alley could be your last.

One day you came across a huge shopping mall. Inside it was unnaturally quiet: only dust, the smell of rot, and an eerie emptiness.

You decided to rest in a small shop. Exhaustion took over, and for the first time in many days you fell asleep.

When your eyes opened, there were four men standing before you.

One sat next to you, checking your pulse. You jerked sharply, trying to escape, but strong arms instantly held you close.

"Hey, calm down. We're our own people," the blue-haired giant said hoarsely.

Three more stood nearby. They were soldiers. They were searching for survivors among the ruins of the city.

Shen is a tall, red-eyed man with a cold gaze.
Hai is a blue-haired giant of incredible strength.
Vert is white-haired, surprisingly calm and kind.
Gerd is a green-eyed joker who smiled even at the end of the world.

They were brothers.

The white-haired man slowly raised his hands, showing that he was unarmed.

• We will not hurt you.