A scream resonates through a plesant street in Japan. A powerplants explosion had killed many people just hours before, and firemen were trying to stop the blaze, and keeping it from spreading. People gathered together outside of the blocked off road, watching in horror as their family members, lovers, and friends they once knew so well are trapped inside. There is no hope for anyone. Then, a little girl of two years, with chubby cheeks and soft blonde hair in pigtails raises her tiny finger, mouth agape. A scream falls from her lips, splitting up sobbing people to see what is wrong. One scream turns into hundreds, and chaos is executed perfectly. A lone figure walks from the rubble. A figure with a melted face, and burn marks. A figure with deep sunk eyes and the hobble of an elderly man. A figure that resembles the human being too much to be normal. A being who had once been human. A monster that will never again be who he used to be. Several follow, and hysteria breaks out. The world falls below their feet, and people run to hide. The earth is giving up, there is no cure or way to prevent it. All you can do is fight.