Humanity survived the war, at the cost of itself in the end. Sera was a shell of its former self and there wasn't anything left to do but rebuild from the ashes. One man wouldn't get to see that so soon; his curiosity leading him to something that was considered a once in a lifetime event, and a series of unfortunate events. Remnant would soon know of his tale through his actions.

There's always been growing legends in Remnant. Some of fearless warriors and others of horror, but there's one that's recently been picked up by the inhabitants. A legend of a man who was more akin to a wolf without a pack, barely speaking and doing his deed before leaving without a trace. After all... some people just want isolation rather than company.

A little short story about the little ones of a certain Hyper Lethal Vector