"Good," HQ said with a determined nod. "I'll go there myself. As for your reward, it will delivered later."
With that, HQ left the zombie king's palace, his mind filled with thoughts of finally capturing the blue cat.
He didn't know why the cat had destroyed so many institutes, but he was going to find out.
However, as soon as HQ left, the zombie king's expression shifted.
The zombie king sat back down on its throne and closed its eyes.
As it did, a vivid memory flashed in its mind, one it hadn't thought of in years. It was a memory from a time when it had been human.
In the memory, the king wasn't a monster.
It was a person, living in a world that hadn't yet been overrun by zombies.
The scene that played in its mind was of a small, injured blue cat, lying helpless in its arms.
The blue cat was hurt, its body weak, its breathing shallow.