At 34: You stood outside the Intensive Care Unit and spent the New Year there. You also learned what had happened. A terrifying mutated beast had awakened from a grand canyon deep in the wasteland, swept across the entire wilderness, and vanished to the east.
No one had clearly seen what the mutated beast looked like. Everyone who saw it had died. Yet someone in the city, using binoculars, seemed to have glimpsed a gigantic lizard-like silhouette. Inside the Kwott Group, it was called the "Dark Lizard."
Your wife had been in the city on business. Just after leaving the city, she encountered the Dark Lizard as it passed by. Thanks to her status as a superhuman, she did not die, though she was severely injured. By chance, she was discovered by a passing Kwott Group Mercenary Group. One of the mercenary executives knew the two of you, so they rescued your wife.
The Intensive Care Unit fees were extraordinarily expensive. You stubbornly insisted that the doctors continue trying to save her, even after they began urging you to give up.
The doctor told you that even if she was saved, she would not live beyond three months.
Fate still seemed to favor you. Before all your assets were exhausted, your wife woke up. But she was in poor condition and could only barely manage simple movements.
You brought your wife back to your temporary home, a small house rented for you by that Kwott Group executive friend.
At 35: Everything in the first half of your life felt like a dream.
You felt like an ant beneath a wheel, crushed by it before you even knew what was happening.
You could not return to the wilderness. Twisted blood and flesh had spawned countless distorted monsters across the vast plains.