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Shut-In Of The 'Dead'

Bronze WINNER of WPC#322: Male Lead: Zombie Invasion Takemi Kazuichi might very well be the luckiest and unluckiest person in the world. He was an orphan, and he was severely bullied in school. Because of that, he became a hikikomori, a shut-in. When he turned sixteen, he was adopted by a rich couple who loved him as if he was their own son. Unfortunately, they died in a plane crash, and Kazuichi never overcame his bad habits of being a shut-in, largely because of his preying relatives. Fast forward to four years later, Takemi Kazuichi still stayed in the house left by his late parents. He never bothered going to work or going out to socialize with people. For the lack of a better term, he was a rich hikikomori. He never even bothered to check the news or log in on any social media. All he did was live his life in solitude, devoid of any human interaction. One day, as he came out of the shower, he heard a strange thumping sound by the doorway. "That's weird, I didn't order any delivery today." He told himself before absent-mindedly opening the door. And what stared back didn't resemble a human at all. It was a zombie— or so that's what the first thing that came into Kazuichi's mind. Unbeknownst to him, the world had drastically changed, and he was the last one to know.

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Sudden Unconsciousness

Murmur. Murmur.

Kazuichi stood at the edge of the sparring grounds, his breath still coming in controlled, measured gulps as he prepared for his next match. His earlier victory had boosted his confidence, but he knew better than to let it make him complacent. The day was far from over, and each new opponent would bring fresh challenges.

The instructor's voice cut through the murmur of the crowd. "Next match: Kazuichi versus Ichiro."

Kazuichi's gaze snapped to the opposite side of the field, where his next opponent was stepping forward. Ichiro was a Merc Hybrid, known for his speed and ruthlessness in combat. He had a lean, muscular build, and his eyes were sharp and calculating, like a predator sizing up its prey.