Many years ago a scientist named Dr. Leeroy created a genetic compound made for reanimating dead cells. For example if you had a stroke, you would have been able to move again or if you were in a wheelchair you would have been able to stand once more. Leeroy couldn't test on live subjects but he could test on the dead. He was amazed on how such a small dosage was capable of. The dead could come back to life! Destroying the body once more he introduced his latest creation to the government. Within months they were able to change the gene into a chemical compound, helping disabled people all over the world. They called it the R-Cure. However, over time the R-Cure became unstable, anyone that was given the cure was slowly transformed into hideous alien-like creatures that craved human flesh. Thus renaming the R-Cure, the R-Virus. With his reputation ruined and no money coming in Dr. Leeroy committed suicide, leaving behind his encrypted notes. For years scientists tried to decipher Leeroys writing but had no luck. Leaving human kind to fend for themselves against the monsters. Twenty years after the creation of the R-Virus people have been struggling to survive. They have learned to not trust easily and to always be aware of your surroundings. During those years civilization was slowly being rebuilt at several districts within different cities. In the small district of Omara people strive and have learned to slowly trust each other carefully. Among those people was a young girl, about 18 or so, her name was Lydia. Adventerous and loving, she spent years practicing Parkour and how to defend yourself. Lydia was sitting up in a tree playing with her long jet black hair completely bored.