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Reign of the Undead: The Rise of the Last Monarchy

[ Kingdom Building in the Zombie Apocalypse ] This story is about my book building base in apocalypse, but much better. The whole 50 chapters have been created, and updates will be slow, but if you request it, I'll update faster. Please tell me your thoughts, I want to improve my story, my writing style, and everything. Also, don't expect too much from the story. You might get disappointed. Once upon a time there was a boy who is living in the peaceful world, however it didn't last long as there is an unknown virus that spread the earth. Making him no choice but to kill people, do anything even if it's the lowest just for to survive and to protect his love ones. And his name is: Souta an ordinary senior high school student who enjoyed playing video games and reading manga. He had no idea that his life would change drastically when a mysterious virus outbreak turned most of the population into flesh-eating zombies. He managed to escape from his school with his childhood friends, but soon realized that the world he knew was gone forever. He decided to use his skills and knowledge to survive in the apocalypse, and to create his own kingdom for himself and his allies. He scavenged for resources, weapons, and vehicles, and fought against zombies, bandits, and other hostile survivors. He also encountered some special infected who had mutated abilities, and some mysterious organizations who had their own agendas. Along the way, he met some interesting people who joined his group, such as a former soldier, a former mercenary, a nurse, a mechanic, and a construction worker etc. He also developed a romantic relationship with guess the number ;) of them. Together, they faced many challenges and dangers, and gradually built their own kingdom in the apocalypse.

KLUX · Horror
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137 Chs

Chapter 93: Raiding the Military Base (last)

As the last item found its place within the secure storage, a sense of accomplishment settled over the base. The survivors, bound by a common goal, gathered to share brief moments of respite before the challenges of the next day unfolded.

The looted military base, now a memory etched into their collective narrative, marked a pivotal chapter in their ongoing struggle for survival. The base, once a bastion of military might, had become a beacon of hope in a desolate world—a testament to the strength found in unity and the unwavering will to survive.

I was proud of what we had achieved. We had risked our lives to raid the military base, and we had succeeded. We had secured weapons, ammunition, medicine, food, and other valuable resources that would make our lives easier and safer. We had also dealt a blow to the undead, reducing their numbers and their threat.

I looked around, seeing the faces of my comrades. They were more than just survivors; they were my friends, my family. We had been through so much together, and we had grown stronger as a result. We had a bond that nothing could break, not even the apocalypse.

I knew the mission to the military base was not the end, but the beginning. We still had many challenges ahead, many enemies to face, many uncertainties to overcome. But I also knew we had a chance to make a difference. We had a chance to secure our future, to create a better world. We had a chance to live, not just survive.

I was ready. I was determined. I was hopeful.