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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. *** [UPDATED DAILY] Welcome to my novel! This marks my debut work on WebNovel. I hope you enjoy it, and I always welcome your feedback.

TK_Selwyn · Fantaisie
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The secret behind the cult leader

As the skirmish between the cult and the government military intensifies, a pivotal moment unfolds that captures our complete attention through the drone's feed. The cult leader, who had been orchestrating his group's defence, suddenly steps forward into a clearer view. With a deliberate gesture, he removes a rope that had been obscuring his face, revealing his visage to all those watching with bated breath.

To our astonishment, his face reveals features that are startlingly similar to those of an infected—discoloured skin, veins prominently visible, and eyes that hint at the unnatural. The transformation from a covered figure of authority to what appears to be an infected entity sends a shockwave through our group, leaving us reeling with disbelief and confusion.

"How is that possible? Is he infected or human?" Sue exclaims, her voice tinged with disbelief and concern, her eyes wide with shock as she tries to comprehend the sight before her.