Patient Zero- or just now Zero— lives. Albeit changed forever

His body was forever scarred when he somehow, through sheer luck, divine blessing or divine punishment- escaped the prison that evolved around him, the assimilated mass of corpses known as the DEPRAVED CARCASS, his chest no longer beats, as his heart was long converted into a parasite core- yet he is not fully considered a parasite, as they still attack him, with even more hostility than usual, as if they’re cells attacking a cancerous growth, his body now allows him to shift himself into different forms- but to keep as much as a feeling of humanity, he only shifts his right arm into weapons, swords, lances, scythes, whatever he can possibly think of— despite constantly blaming himself for the disaster— to the point of forcing himself to forget his name— Zero has that small amount of selfishness- freedom, to be able to see the blue skies again instead of the dead, decaying sky of the Old World—

Through means he doesn’t know, perhaps a dimension shift, he arrives here, no one knows his world or his face, will he regain that belief that he deserves to feel alive and forgive himself here?