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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 · Fantaisie
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Killing Vincent

Zorvax, clutching the enigmatic cube, paused to look in the direction Vincent had escaped. His expression was pensive, a furrow forming between his brows as he weighed the gravity of the situation. Slowly, he turned to face Ophelia, his eyes searching hers for an answer to an unspoken question.

"Do you really want to kill Vincent?" Zorvax queried, his voice deep and steady, yet tinged with a seriousness that underscored the importance of her answer.

Ophelia's reaction was instantaneous. Her face twisted with a mix of rage and fierce determination, her eyes blazing with the intensity of her emotions. She clenched her fists, her whole body tensing as if ready to spring into action at a moment's notice.

"Yes, I absolutely want to kill that son of a bitch," she declared with vehemence, her voice resonating with a fervor that left no room for doubt. Her stance was aggressive, embodying the full extent of her resolve and desire for retribution.