The Third Avatar -Aiko Nakamura

In a small apartment tucked away in a quiet corner of Tokyo, a young woman suddenly woke up. Her name was Aiko, and she was 20 years old. Her eyes opened wide as she sat up on her bed, breathing heavily.

Everything around her looked… familiar. The same faded curtains, the tiny desk near the wall, her old lamp with a cracked base, and her favorite plushie lying beside her pillow.

She blinked a few times, rubbed her eyes, and looked around again.

"This looks like… my apartment," she whispered, confused.

But how could that be?

The last thing she remembered was fire, screams, and falling buildings. There had been chaos, zombies, and… death. She was sure she had died.

She was eaten alive by the zombies and she felt it. And now she was here, lying peacefully in her cozy bed, in a quiet room filled with warm sunlight.

Am I dreaming?