Zombie by birth, Bleeder by force. But I guess that's what I get for following my best friends into an illegal human fighting ring. I knew there was something off about the girl fighting, and I found out the hard way. If I'm outed, the government do God-knows-what to me, and I'll disappear off the map. Now, in this post-apocalyptic society with mythical overlords-as in mythical creatures, mythical-where humans are treated less than cattle and zombies are more fragile than paper, I have to straddle both lines... and trust the ones I see as food.