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My Last Apocalypse

I can't explain why or how this cycle repeats for me. Yet, what I do understand is each time I die, I return to the starting point, a zombie apocalypse, and continue my journey anew. In my first apocalypse, I overlooked the creeping signs of doom until overrun by zombies in my flat, where I perished in sheer terror. The second attempt to alert others of the impending chaos fell on deaf ears; labelled a lunatic, I fled the city, only to succumb to starvation and exposure alone in the wild. By the third go, I sought safety in wealth, collecting vast supplies, yet fell victim to a brutal gang. Now, understanding the key—precise foresight, survival skills, strict secrecy, and solitude—I see the purpose in reliving this collapse. This time, failure is not an option. This time, I will survive and outlive the apocalypse.

TK_Selwyn · Fantasy

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The cult's plan (2)

The elderly man leans forward, his weathered face illuminated by the flickering candlelight. His eyes shine with a mixture of pride and determination, the depth of his conviction evident in every line of his expression. "You see," he begins, his voice low and conspiratorial, as if sharing a precious secret, "we have managed to get hold of survivors from our other branches who are coming from the North to join us here in the South. They have braved countless dangers and hardships to make this journey, all in the name of our shared cause."

I can't help but let my surprise show on my face, my eyebrows rising in disbelief. "The North? But I thought that area was completely abandoned, with almost everyone having moved to the South in the wake of the outbreak and the government's crackdown."

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