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Zombolution: Unleash the Undying Power

In the wake of the apocalypse, betrayal doesn't just stab you in the back—it bites. Zorvax learned this the hard way. Abandoned by those he trusted, he didn't just become another number in the legion of the undead. No, his fate was far more peculiar. "I thought death was the end... I was wrong," Zorvax mutters, his voice a gravelly echo of his former self. He's a zombie, but with a twist—he's got his human mind intact. Trapped in a decaying body with an insatiable hunger, Zorvax finds himself in a gruesome predicament that's just the beginning of his ordeal. Enter the 'Zombolution System,' a mysterious power he awakens that's as cryptic as it is potent. "They wanted a monster? I'll show them the true meaning of terror," Zorvax boasts, with a smirk only a sentient zombie could muster. This dark gift is his ticket to ascend beyond a mere walking corpse, promising to unlock abilities that could crown him the emperor of the undead. As Zorvax hones his newfound skills, the line between man and monster blurs. Will his human intellect triumph, or will the beast within claim the throne? "This world has no place for the weak," he arrogantly declares, ready to challenge fate itself.

HaozDancer · Fantasy
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287 Chs

The Command for Conquest

In the expansive and dimly lit hall of Zovania Citadel, the departure of the sergeants left an echoing silence, punctuated only by the faint sound of their retreating steps. Zorvax, seated in his grand throne, watched as his two most trusted generals, Drakina and Ophelia, remained.

The room, with its towering ceilings and shadowy corners, seemed to absorb their presence, creating an atmosphere of solemnity and anticipation.

Zorvax, with a subtle but commanding gesture, beckoned them closer. "Approach," he said, his voice a blend of calm authority and underlying power.

Drakina and Ophelia moved towards him, their strides reflecting their distinct personalities. Drakina, embodying her stoic and controlled nature, walked with deliberate and measured steps, her movements precise and graceful. In contrast, Ophelia glided forward with a more fluid, almost playful grace, her steps light and seemingly carefree.