A New Type Of Horde!

Jason, for the first time since the apocalypse began, was consumed by true despair. There was no need for anyone to tell him that this existence was the gravest mistake imaginable. He understood that if he didn't find a way to regain control, the zombies would inevitably eradicate humanity. Yet, amidst the despair, a glimmer of hope flickered within him. He realized that mankind wasn't completely doomed because he had deciphered the root cause—it was the parasites dwelling within those fragments.

As Jason retreated, he noticed that no one was pursuing him. They allowed him to escape, but why? He didn't need to ask questions, for he found himself ironically replicating Franklin's actions. Nevertheless, he had to trust them, believing that they would discover a means to survive. The significance of Chronos began to dawn on Jason, and he knew that encountering that entity wouldn't be the last. He had to become stronger, swiftly, as something monumental was on the horizon.