Silence stayed with him.
Even outside the cell.
Even in the broken halls of Nexarion.
It followed him everywhere.
Akane stood near the breach.
Metal torn.
Walls bent outward.
Not explosion.
Not collapse.
Force.
Something broke through.
From the inside.
His time in darkness made his eyes adapt a bit.
He turned back.
No hesitation.
No-
Objective
No orders.
No command.
No system.
So—
He made one.
"Equipment."
Armor.
Weapons.
Without them—
He was inefficient.
Movement
Akane walked.
Not randomly.
Not searching blindly.
His steps—
Knew where to go.
Left.
Then right.
Down a corridor.
Through a maintenance hall.
He didn't question it.
"I've been here."
But he hadn't.
Not that he remembered.
His body never forgot.
Emergency lights flickered.
Red.
Dim.
Doors hung open.
Some broken.
Some forced.
Marks everywhere.
Clawing.
Dragging.
Bodies.
Blood.
"No remains."
That was worse.
A sound.
Ahead.
Low.
Breathing.
Akane stopped.
Adjusted his stance.
No weapon.
Still—
Ready.
The infected emerged.
Slow.
Unstable.
It didn't see him.
Not yet.
Akane moved.
Fast.
Silent.
He closed distance instantly.
One motion—
Hand to neck.
Twist.
CRACK.
The body dropped.
No noise.
Akane stood still.
Watching.
No reaction.
No emotion.
"Neutralized."
He moved again.
More of Them lurk in the dark.
But akane managed to avoid them.
Further in—
More infected.
Wandering.
Not rushing.
Not chaotic.
They moved differently.
Slower.
Aware.
Akane stayed in the shadows.
Avoided direct paths.
One turned slightly.
Head tilting.
Like it sensed something.
Akane didn't stop.
He moved behind it—
Precise.
Efficient.
Strike.
Drop.
Gone.
"Patterns changing."
A corridor opened.
Wider.
Familiar.
Akane slowed.
"Armory access…"
The words came out—
Before he realized it.
He stopped.
"How do I know that."
No answer.
But his body moved.
Toward it.
The Armory Door was cracked open.
Small holes.
Still stands.
As if something had tried to get in.
Or out.
Akane approached.
Careful.
Listening.
Silence.
He crawled inside the door.
Slowly.
Carefully.
Dark.
Still.
Weapons racks.
It extends farther in the darkness.
Some empty.
Some untouched.
Armor units lined the walls.
Akane stepped in.
For a moment—
He paused.
Not from fear.
From something else.
Recognition.
"This is mine."
He moved without hesitation now.
He subconsciously selected the right gear.
Exact.
Efficient.
Armor piece by piece.
Locked.
Sealed.
Weapon—
Picked instantly.
No testing.
No hesitation.
Like it belonged to him.
"Complete"
He grabbed magazines.
Turrets.
And grenades.
Outside the Armory
A sound.
Closer this time.
Multiple.
Not random.
Moving together.
Akane stepped out.
Weapon ready.
At the end of the hall—
Three infected stood.
Still.
Watching.
Not attacking.
Just—
Watching.
Akane finally obtained his gear.
Now... Akane wasn't holding back.
One stepped back.
Another tilted its head.
Then—
They moved.
Not charging—
Retreating.
Akane didn't follow immediately.
"Observed behavior."
A pause.
"They're learning."
Fully armed.
Fully aware.
Alone.
Inside a broken Nexarion facility.
No command.
No control.
Only instinct.
And something else now—
Something watching him back.
Akane adjusted his grip.
"Then come."
And stepped deeper into the facility.
Dozens of infected swarmed him in both directions.
He placed turrets on his back.
No fear.
No hesitation.
No holding back.
The turrets fired relentless.
Akane fired relentless.
He fired with precision.
As he approached deeper.
More types of special infected attacked.
As he mowed down swarm by swarm.
He had reached the main control of the facility.
There a huge tall tank type zombie stared him.
Akane w
Was first to act.
For a moment.
He... Became unconscious.
Body still moving.
Something had awoken inside him.
A dragger grabbed his foot and throwed him in the swarm.
Ruining his armor.
Small triangle objects fell on his holder.
It was his mobile turrets.
The swarm destroyed his weapon.
Instinct kicked in.
Andrenaline floods his body.
As he suddenly grabs a katana besides him at unnatural speed.
Phase 3.
His mind overclocked.
As the swarm nearby him died suddenly.
The nearby infecteds taken few steps back.
They were studying him.
As he slowly walked towards them.
The infected take steps back.
He stopped readies his katana out of muscle memory.
Suddenly disappeared.
As he ran at super unnatural speed.
He mows everything in his path.
Outside.
Search ships were scanning the facility.
The facility was the most dangerous are in Nexarion.
As it became to turn daylight soldiers noticed unusual signals inside.
As they activated the camera.
An explosion suddenly occured.
It attracted dozens.
There stood akane.
Slowly walking out.
As the swarm approaches him.
He immidiently prepared his katana.
As the swarm heades towards him.
He disappeared.
Suddenly.
He was clearing tons of infected-
So fast the camera can't record it.
Minutes past, he already wiped everything.
He stood, before directing his gaze towards the ship.
The pilot called for backup.
Akane lunges straight at the ship.
Destroying it's cannons one by one.
Engine destroyed.
Contact lost.
The ship began it's descent.
Multiple dropships came.
But when descending.
It was ultimately attacked by infecteds.
As the overclock energy ran out his vision fades.
Slowly falling down.
The surviving dropship took him.