Her name is Crystal. Just Crystal. And zombie killing is her game. Before the Apocalypse her game was actually designing games from the ground up. Her most popular? You guessed it, Zombie Massacre . Who says you can’t apply games to real life? But even she can’t say she wasn’t surprised or scared when she found a Zombie in her closet, oh boy she was terrified.

Did I accidentally go into a zombie outbreak VR games? Jack thought. But it felt so real. Whenever he went into any VR games, there was always a sense of unrealism. The textures, the details, and the sense! I could feel everything on my body as if in real world. The wind, the cold, the fatigue, the pain. This was no VR games, if it was, it was a damn perfect one. And he didn't remember being plugged into a VR chamber. You would need to plug your mind into a machine in order to enter VR world. After all, Virtual Reality was a man-made digital world that existed only in data inside a computer machine. All that happened before the whole world turned upside down was a bright flash and he getting disoriented for a short while, there was no way he was hooked up with some VR machine within that time frame. Or was it? Uncertainties started to gnaw at him. But even if it did happen, what's the purpose?
Before he could process all that thoughts, the scene in front of him turned intense. The white clothed man reached the last stair, one of the zombies leaped from above and landed right on top of the man. He fell and lost his grip on both the staff and the round object. The round thing rolled onto Jack.
"No! no!" The man was panicking.
The zombie on top of him started to bite and tear onto him. Multiple red numbers appeared on top of the man's head.
Damn! This really was a game.
The man was screaming at the top of his lungs. The zombie was tearing the man's flesh in an explicitly gory manner.
Was this really a game? Jack was in doubt again. It's too damn detailed!
And the sound of the man's scream, it's too real. It's giving Jack goosebumps.
I can't take it, game or not, no one deserved to be hurt like that. Jack thought as he pulled his short sword out of his scabbard. He looked at the sword instinctively and thought about inspecting it. A blue description appeared above the sword.
 
Bronze short sword, level 1 (common one-handed weapon)
Physical damage: 20
Attack speed: 1
Durability: 30
 
He then looked at his equipped armor.
 
Leather armor, level 1 (common medium armor)
Physical Defense: 5
Magical Defense: 3
Durability: 30
 
Standard beginner weapon and armor, Jack thought while approaching the poor man. However, the other zombie seemed to have perceived his intent. The creature lunged forward passing his feasting companion and ran towards Jack.
That was fast for a zombie, Jack thought.
He maintained his cool and sidestepped. Good things that he had plenty of experience in VR games. He let the zombie zoomed past him and made his slash. He felt the resistance when his sword sliced through the zombie's belly. It felt absoultely real! He though again. Red number of 20 appeared on the zombie's head.
Motivated, he performed another slash at the zombie's back before it could turn around.
 
Critical! 40 damage!
 
Sweet! Jack readied himself to perform another attack, but the zombie spun around with clawing motion. The claw hit his side and pushed him back. He almost tumbled down when a red number 10 damage appeared above him.
The kinetic programming is too real! He thought out loud while working on his footwork. He needed to really watch his balance in this game.
He looked at his side which were scratched, red line was seen under his torn shirt, with stinging pain.
Too real! Too real!
The zombie lunged again. He had prepared and avoided the attack before doing another counter attack. He kept his cool by kept on reminding that this was all just a game, despite the realism. After landing another 3 slashes on the zombie, he realized the screaming had died down. He glanced at the clothed man only to find the second zombie were about to grab him. Startled, but still calm, he did multiple backsteps, averting himself from danger.
That was close! He thought. He had always had quick reflex, not to mention his martial arts training by his grandfather during his younger day had helped him become one of the independent top experts in several VR games. And with the degree of realism in this game, he could control his body in a much more complete sense.
He took another glance at the clothed man. He was lying on a pool of blood, all mess up and unmoving.
Do they have to make it so real? Jack resisted the urge to throw up. Usually in VR games, when players or monsters died, the just vanished in a ball of light.
As the two zombies continuing their assault, Jack adjusted his footwork to circle towards the one that he had slashed several times before. He was not confident to deal with these two zombies at the same time for long term, so he needed to take down the one that should only have a little life left. He managed to land another two slashes in during the process while getting clawed and bite once each. The wounded zombie let out a long howl before disintegrating into dust after the last slash.
Now that looks more like a game! Jack announced in his heart while not forgetting to dodge the other zombie's attack.
With his opponents bounced back to one quantity again, the pressure on him was significantly reduced. He refocused his attempt to chip away on the other zombie's life. During his endeavor, he was clawed another time due to carelessness, reducing another 10 HP from his life. He remembered having 120 HP when he last opened his status window, so he still had more than half to spare. Finally, the second zombie also fell. He heard the mechanized sound again as was usually heard in VR RPG games at the end of combat.
"Congratulations on winning the battle. Receiving 4 experience points."
"Well, that was exhausting," He commented while gasping for breaths. In normal VR games, he won't feel fatigue, or at least not real fatigue as now, where his lungs were thirsting for air. He really felt his real body functions as how he felt in real life. Then he looked again at the pile of dust on the floor and the sword in his hand.
Was this real or was this a VR game…?
After pondering for a while, he shook his head. Whatever, I will just take things as they go. He approached the man or more accurately, corpse of the man killed by those zombies. The stench! He had to pinch his nose to approach. He wouldn't have to deal with this smell problem in his past VR games. As he observed the corpse and admired its gory details – not that he enjoyed it, it just made him wondered how the programmer applied such find details onto it – it burst into several traces of small light.
"Holy– " He blurted out while falling backwards on his butt.
The corpse and the stench vanished, as was the blood. Just some red smear was left on the floor, along with three items. The strange monocle that was previously on the man, a card, and a bag.
He hesitated for a while before picking up the three items.
 
Administrator Key-Card (Special item)
Can be used to open restricted area within Trigitech Corporation building
 
Large bag (Unique item)
Capacity: 100 cbm
 
Administrator God-Eye (special equipment)
Passive ability 1: Radar – detect allies, neutral, and hostiles within radius of 300 meter
Passive ability 2: Scan environment – detect and analyze important object within line of sight
Passive ability 3: See invisible object, monster, or player
Active ability: Inspect object without restriction
 
The monocle had some domineering name, and its listed abilities also indicated extraordinary usages. This would be heaven-defying object in any VR games. He tried putting the key-card into his pocket, instead, a holographic box appeared. 'Standard storage bag' was written on top of it. At the bottom was written 'Capacity: 5 cbm', that was a big volume size in this seemingly small holographic box . The key-card was seen floating inside the box projection. He also put the large bag inside. His standard bag was 5 cbm, while this large bag had 100 cbm, it was 20 times larger. He had gotten a great haul with this.

He was about to join the beta test on the newest VR games, Second World.

But an anomaly threw him into a world with familiar rules, a rule he usually only experienced in a game.

Now he must use his past gaming experience in this new world.

It was no longer a game, it was survival! A strive to reach the highest level possible.

Equipped with dual-class of melee and magic user, Jack was set on the path to become the strongest character in this brave new world.

A couple hours later, Joe was riding in the bed of the pickup truck, which was weaving through abandoned cars and boarded-up buildings. Mary was taking him on a practice supply run (as she'd called it) to figure out how well Joe would work with the team. The team, as he'd found out, consisted of Grayson (the brains), Mary (the common sense), and Gatorman (the muscle).
Mary and Grayson rode in the cabin of the truck, with Grayson driving. Joe sat in the truck bed, holding his backpack, which was filled with new supplies, and his lunchbox. Gatorman sat across from Joe, staring at the back of his head. Joe was acutely aware of him, and trying not to be.
Gatorman was as scary a man as there ever could be. He was muscular, bald, and over six foot five. He had three short scar lines running over his right eye and one long one on his shoulder. In his hand he held a wooden baseball bat with nails driven into it, which he was slowly palming as he stared at Joe.
Mary introduced the two of them before the car ride, but had only served to make Gatorman scarier. When asked why he was called Gatorman, she'd simply said: "Wrestled a gator."
Joe finally gave up on forgetting that Gatorman was there, and tried to break the silence instead. "So...nice weather we're having, huh?" he said, even though it was unbearably humid.
Gatorman nodded, unblinking.
"So...I heard you wrestled a gator."
Gatorman's face turned into even more of a scowl than it already was. It was the kind of scowl that could burn off your eyebrows. Joe feared for his life.
The truck made an abrupt stop and Joe scrambled out of the truck bed, tripping and falling flat on the asphalt.
"We're here," Mary said, slamming the car door. Joe had previously been unaware of that fact. He looked up from his prostrate position and saw an enormous shipping warehouse, sporting an orange and black logo with the words "Amazing Shipping Co."
"Isn't it supposed to be Amazon Shipping Co?" Joe asked.
"Can't have copyright infringement," Mary said.
"Copyright infringement...for what?" Joe asked, getting up off the asphalt.
Suddenly they heard a zombie snarl, running at the group from behind. Mary quickly unholstered her pistol and shot it right between the eyes. It dropped, moaning.
"Yeaugh…" Joe groaned, averting his eyes from the carnage. "...What were we talking about again?"
"I dunno." Mary reholstered her gun. "So Grayson, what's our plan of attack this time?"
 "Skylight," Grayson said. "I put ropes in everybody's bags, we'll use them to drop down. Mary and I use the ever-so-graciously-provided forklifts to gather as many boxes as we can at the loading bay, while Gatorman watches our backs. Mary will then climb back out and bring the truck around. Then we'll load in the loot and scoot."
"Sounds good," Mary said.
Joe was a little distracted. "So...if Grayson's the brain, and Gatorman's the muscle, and Mary's the common sense, then...what am I?"
Mary and Grayson nervously glanced at each other.
"Wild card," Gatorman muttered in a thick russian accent.
"Oh cool." Joe stood up a little straighter.
"Right," Mary said. "You're the wild card so you go wherever we need you to be."
"And right now we need you to wear this." Grayson reached into the cab of the truck and pulled out a vest that had frying pans and jingle bells fastened to it all over.
Joe coughed. "Um, what?"
"It is imperative that you wear this Joe. The success of the supply run depends on it." 
"Yeah but...what am I supposed to do with it?"
"When we open up doors, put it on and run in the opposite direction of the loading bay. The zombies will follow you, and we're free to load as many boxes into the truck as possible."
"Uh, I don't think…"
"Everybody ready? Break," Mary said, and her, Gatorman, and Grayson ran off across the parking lot.
Joe looked incredulously at the vest where Grayson had left it sitting on the truck seat.
Joe sat down in the passenger seat and closed both the cab doors. He put his backpack on his lap, unclipped his lunchbox, and peered inside at Colonel Crunchies.
"I don't think these people like me very much Colonel Crunchies. Which, like, fair enough--I'm not very likable--but turning me into bait for zombies? Harsh."
Colonel Crunchies' cellophane wrapper crinkled.
"That's not true! I have plenty of skills I could contribute. Like--" Joe paused, his fingers extended like he was going to list things. He dropped his hands after a second. "I've played tons of zombie video games, though," he said grumpily.
Colonel Crunchies didn't respond.
"Ok fine. Yeah. The skills I learned playing zombie video games don't track into the real world. But what about the skills I learned playing other video games?" Joe reached over to the driver's side, feeling around under the steering wheel. He went on doing that for half a minute, then stopped. "I was going to hotwire the car but it's already different from the hotwiring minigame."
A zombie shambled up to the passenger side and put both hands on the windshield, growling.
"Gross. Have some respect." Joe turned on the windshield wipers. The zombie was pushed unceremoniously off of the car.
He turned on the radio. He scanned the frequencies for about ten minutes until he found a station that wasn't just static. It was faintly playing "Take me Home, Country Roads" on repeat. He turned off the radio.
He sat around for about 20 minutes more, checking the digital clock on the car dashboard.
"You know Colonel Crunchies, even though these people hate me, and I kinda hate them, it's really good that someone found me. If they hadn't I would've probably been eaten by zombies without even realizing that they were zombies."
"Talking to a bowl of cereal? You really are insane."
Joe nearly jumped out of his skin.
"Relax," Mary said, opening the drivers' side door while casually wiping blood on her jeans. "Just me."
"Whose blood is that?"
"Zombie blood, duh. Anyways."
In seemingly one fluid motion Mary stuck the keys in the ignition, shifted into drive, and floored it across the parking lot. Joe clutched the seat to keep from falling off as they lurched into the loading dock.
"That...amount of velocity...was unnecessary," Joe said as Mary snatched the keys from the ignition again and hopped out of the car.
"Nerd. Now what are you waiting for? It's your time to shine." She gestured at the vest sitting on the floor of the truck.
"I--uh…" He stared at the vest. "Are you sure about this?"
"Do you want me to get my pistol out again?"
Joe took a deep breath, put down Colonel Crunchies, and saluted him. Then he put on the vest and took off across the lot at a brisk jog.
The zombies flocked to him like moths to a bug zapper. There were only a few following him at first, then a few more, then an entire mob of 30-40 zombies all tailed him, and the rest of the parking lot was empty.
If it were a normal day, then Joe definitely couldn't have run for that long. Fortunately, he was being chased by rotting corpses, and his adrenaline levels had never been higher. However, no amount of adrenaline could make Joe into an athlete, and the zombies were starting to catch up to him.
He looked over at the truck. It was only three quarters of the way full, but he couldn't keep up the pace for much longer.
"Screw it," he thought. "If I keep running I'll be eaten. If I get to the truck there's a chance I'll live. I'm going to the truck whether Mary likes it or not."
Joe took a sharp turn, and ran like he'd never run before.
In other words, he tripped and fell flat on his face.
The zombies surrounded him. They reached toward him, their bloody fingers inches from his face. Zombie hands clawed at his torso, too many to count. Joe covered his head with his arms and braced for the feeling of teeth sinking into his body. 
He felt the weight of the pots and pans lift from his back. He heard a dull clang as they were tossed away.
Joe peeked between his arms. The zombies were dispersing. One of them reached down towards him and he flinched, but its hand stopped at its waist level and hovered there. It took a moment for Joe to realize that it was offering to help him up.
"Well I don't want to be rude," he thought vaguely, and took the zombie's hand. It helped him up briskly, gave him a pat on the head, and walked off.
Joe looked around. The zombies were paying absolutely no attention to him. Most of them had simply left after they'd removed the vest, and resumed aimlessly wandering around the parking lot. A few of them had noticed the truck and were shambling in that direction. Others were unfastening the pots and pans from the vest and carrying them away.
"Well, I'm alive," Joe thought. "Guess I'll go back to the truck."
Joe made his way across the parking lot, trying to act natural. He put his hands in his pockets and waved nonchalantly at zombies that he passed. Mary, Grayson, and Gatorman stared at him in disbelief the whole way.
"We should really get out of here," Joe said when he reached them. Mary nodded curtly and climbed into the driver's seat. Grayson and Gatorman got into the trunk, and Joe climbed into the passenger seat. Mary peeled out of the Amazing Co parking lot.
There was only the sound of the truck's engine and the muffled noises of Grayson's voice coming from the back. Joe took out his phone again.
"What did you do?" Mary asked suddenly.
"Hm?"
 "Why didn't the zombies eat you? What did you do?"
"Oh. I dunno."
"You don't know?" Mary clutched her forehead. The car swerved a little bit, and Joe gripped the seat. "You didn't--like--say anything? Or do anything that turned them off?"
"No?"
 "And they didn't say anything to you, right?"
 "Nope. Just took off the jacket and patted me on the head."
Mary was visibly agitated. "We're gonna do an experiment when we get back."
"Alright." Joe looked out the window, then looked back. "Does it involve the pistol?"
 "No. I'm not gonna kill you."
"Ok. I'll--um--take your word for it I guess."
"You're more useful now than I ever imagined you would be. It would be stupid to kill you."
"Cool." Joe grinned as he looked out the window.
...
"Not cool! Not cool!" Joe shouted as Mary shoved him through a chain link gate and shut it behind him. The zombie inside the chain-link cage turned its yellow eyes to him. Joe scurried backwards and pressed himself against the gate. 
Mary, Joe, and Grayson were in Grayson's lab; a section of the storage facility where she'd set up some sciencey-looking equipment and captured a zombie in a cage for "research." Mary calmly loaded her gun and leaned against the gate while Joe tried to force it open.
"Stop being so dramatic," Mary said.
"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Grayson asked, eyeing the zombie as it got to its feet.
"He'll be fine." Mary cocked her pistol, holding the gate shut with her foot now. Joe still couldn't budge it.
The zombie dragged itself closer to Joe. He screeched and covered his face.
The zombie stopped and gave two loud shouts in quick succession, like the bark of a dog. Joe stopped screeching and peered through his fingers. The zombie grunted and shuffled back over to its corner.
"Mmm--" Joe started to whimper again. The zombie grunted at him loudly, and Joe fell silent.
"Well butter my butt and call me a biscuit," Grayson said, awed.
Mary took her hand off of the gate. Joe scrambled out of the cage. "They don't attack you at all," Mary said. "That one just seemed annoyed with you."
Joe moaned on the ground.
"Oh! Ohhhhh!" Grayson said quickly, grabbing her head in surprise. "They think you're one of them!"
 "That...that's plausible." Mary glanced at the zombie, then back at Joe. "Very plausible."
"Hey...can y'all do me a favor, maybe?" Joe asked, rolling over. "Can you not try to kill me for, like, twenty minutes?"
Grayson put her hands on her knees. "Sir, this is the apocalypse."
Mary brushed her hair back. "So no promises."

Florida Man sleeps through the apocalypse, befriends a bowl of cereal, steals a truck, and commits attempted arson (and that's just the first episode!).

An episodic adventure about an anti-social NEET making his way in the post-apocalyptic world. Come along with the memorable cast; like nervous zombie Freckle, mysterious and intimidating Gatorman, scatterbrained and socially-awkward Joe, and everyone's favorite character, Colonel Crunchies.

Has your mother ever told you, never ever, NEVER take anything offered by a stranger?
No? Ok, then take this from me. When a stranger, especially someone who looked like a dude who never showered, has long unwashed hair, has bad breath, flies lingering around and with dirty hands offering you the latest zombie game software, you should say, "Geez mister, thanks but no thanks. My mom always say never take stuff from stranger," And then, you turn around and run for your life.
No, even if the guy looks like he showered, you should not take anything if he is a stranger. Even it's the game software you desperately want.  
Guess who never took that advice? Me.
That's why when moment I woke up in a wooden plank bed on the floor, in a room dusty and hot room which looked like a freaking shed, I know I am screwed. I am not in my room. My head's spinning and I heard funny noises outside, what sounded like a mixture of moans and a lot, I mean, a LOT of gun shot sounds. I don't know what's happening and I don't feel like dying.
Then you must wonder how on earth do I have the time to write this diary entry? Let me start from the beginning.
Before I woke up in a dusty and hot room which looked like a freaking shed, actually, in the real world I am a, newbie but decent computer game designer and tester for this lousy cheapo company. Ok, my boss is the cheapo ass. The company's not that cheap. I joined this company because I love games and I have to prove to my mother that gaming can actually put food on the table and so she can stop sending me allowances every other week, I know. I am embarrassed. I kinda enjoy my work there because I get to create games with other cool geek colleagues of mine, one is Mich, a girl who insists we call her Beach, don't ask why and another cool dude we call Limo. Don't ask me why his name is Limo either. Told us his dad was a limo driver. Maybe that's why. Anyway, moving on.
My name is Touya369. Ok. My professional GAMER name, is Touya369. Touya is the name of my favorite character of this old anime I watched when I was a kiddo and 369, well, it was easy to type on a vertical keyboard. Laptop is a pain. Get? Other times, people call me Nine because I was born on the September 9th, at 9.09 am in 19xx. Shit, I'm not a millennial like ya'll.
Anyway, how I got into this weird situation was messy and fuzzy. First off, our competitor, the other ass company, decided to release the pre-order zombie game called Zombiettack just one freaking day before the launch of MY own zombie game, Attack Of The Zombies. Hey, I know the first three words sound like something familiar but it's not what you are thinking about, no. My team and I were developing this game, our baby, with our heart, mind and soul, blood and sweat and a lot of lost sleep.
The worse thing is, the preview of Zombiettack was similar to Attack Of The Zombies.  From the character designs, the plot and backgrounds, graphics, specs, like 99.99%. The only thing different were the background music. You have to give that Zombiettack has slightly cooler songs but that's not the point. Attack Of The Zombies was my baby with Beach and Limo! Like it's a team baby! With two dads and one mom, ok, that doesn't sound so right. The three of us were working on the project so to have our work plagiarized and being accused at the plagiarizer the moment our baby hit the market, I knew I needed to do something.
The three of us were desperate to get hold of the actual copy of Zombiettack and see for ourselves. We just have to. That's why I went online, lurked and found the forum comparing both our releases. Obviously, my baby doesn't get the good reviews once we were accused of plagiarizing the other. Hell no.
Somehow, I managed to find someone who claimed to have a copy of the actual game even it wasn't released yet. How? Who cares but I need to get a copy of the freaking game so I agreed to meet a total stranger, in a quiet alley. That's where I met someone who looked like a dude who never showered, has long unwashed hair, has bad breath, flies lingering around and with dirty hands offering me the latest zombie game software. When I was digging my bag pack for my wallet to pay him and look up, the dude was gone. Poof. Into thin air. That should have been the sign kids but like any dumb ass, I didn't even notice. I was only excited, I mean, anxious to study the stupid game.
I ran straight home, got on video calls with Beach and Limo to dissect this together. We needed proof that this game is NOT at all similar to our baby. Our lives depend on this. Ok, our pockets and livelihood depend on this too.
The opening sequence of the game was pretty standard. It allowed me options to play solo or with other people, making it multiplayers. I decided I'll take the first dive.
The screen flash brightly on my screen. Too bright actually and that's when I felt myself being pulled in by a force. Like I'm floating and flying forward. You know, like those Avenger flying style? That. 
That was the last thing I remembered before I blacked out. Ok, let me stop here and fight some zombie before I come back and tell you more.
Signing off,
Touya369

Touya369 wakes up in a dusty shed and was roped off to fight zombies! What the heck!? It looked like the game he designed! What's happening? He was supposed to be dissecting a game but seems like the only way to go back to his world is clearing this game. Wait, Beach and Limo are here too but they don't seem to recognize him! What's going on?

Chapter 2
Anthony:
Sunlight Town
Location: His basement (Aka his awesome techy base) 
June 25, 2025
4:35 PM
I'm sitting on a rusty old fold-out chair, playing a game with my best bud, Trevor. Out of the blue, the power blacks out, turning all of my gaming setup and lights off. I swing out of my chair, turning to the cable. I unplug it and put it back in, a classic old time move. But surprisingly, it still doesn't work. "What's with the hold up?" I say, confused. I set my controller on the counter in front of my gaming pc, and take my headphones off. "I guess the powers out." I walk over to the door, and slide it open, then rushing into the living room. My parents weren't there, neither was my uncle. "Hello?" I say, plopping down in a recliner chair. "Anyone here?" I say again. "This better now be som-" I hear a slight knock on my door, that quickly turns into banging.
 I grab a glass bottle off of the marble table, just in case of an attack. I walk down the stairs, each step with an another bang. "Trevor?" I say, putting my hand on the door handle and creeking it open. I see a person with pale greenish skin outside, dressed in ripped clothes almost exactly like bruce banners after he transforms back from the hulk. "A marvel fan? Well if he's a cosplayer I might as well" I say, opening the door fully. A zombie horde rushes through the wooden doors, trampling over me and everything in their path. I grab my glass bottle, still under the debris, and whack one of the zombies across the head with it, shattering the glass. The zombie falls to the ground, and being the geek I am, I rushed back to my basement and scrambled around  the room, searching for any useful things. I find my dusty last kids on earth survival guide, laying on the side of a stack of cardboard boxes. I grab a trusty old Captain America shield replica that was made with real metal. Then I scooped a few plastic bottles of water, and canned food. I searched my basement for a few more minutes, and found some of my greatest inventions, that were supposed to be for Trevor, but I stuffed them in my worn out middle school backpack anyway. I then kicked the door of my basement open, and ran out of my house, which was now overrun with zombies.  I whipped my walkie talkie out, that me and Trevor had made to communicate all the way back in third grade. I rush into an abandoned target, and hide behind a shelf, then holding my walkie up to my face. "Trevor do you copie?" I ask. Nothing but static. I take a small breath and set the walkie on the ground. I pulled my only weapon, that I had found in one of the cardboard boxes, AKA "The Night's Edge " Which was essentially a battle axe, only but it was made with red ruby's. I then grabbed my walkie talkie and stood up, turning to the gaming section.
 I mean, c'mon? Can you blame me, I'm 13! Of course I'm gonna steal…..er, borrow a few games! I ran over to  games, opening my backpack and stuffing who knows what into it. I grab two gold Ps4 controllers, and a Ps4, then grabbing a second bag and stuffing the gaming things there. I grab god of war, since I knew Trevor loved that game. Even though they had been playing modern warfare when this so-called 'Zombie apocalypse' had arisen. I zipped my backpack up, and carried my things out of the target. Grey clouds formed and rains started pouring. "I packed all this stuff and still couldn't think of bringing an umbrella?" I say, starting to walk throughout the city. I find a dead military soldier and take his gear, putting his bulletproof vest and visor on. I take my captain america shield out from behind my bag, and slide onto my arm, then tightening it to fit. I then took my backpack off and used it to shield my head. I walk for what feels like days, until I reach this weird base. I look through the little peep hole on the outside. "Trevor?" I say. An eyeball appears in the reflection of the hole. "Anthony! You look like a complete dork." He says, opening what looks like a slide up door of some kind. "You installed that?" I asked. "Yeah, now get inside, I don't want you getting bitten." Trevor replies. I slide in the small base, landing on the ground. I examine the area. Then I take my backpack off, unload my food and water. I pull my Ps4 and Ps4 controllers out and show them to Trevor. "Cool," Trevor says. "Now come on. Let's get us some sleep." Trevor walks down the hole and shows me everything. "Wow" I said. "Yeah, it's cool, and I'm cool. These people said they lived at Bulldog Middle school, the school we USED to go to. And their final broadcast will be tomorrow at 7 AM sharp." Trevor says, pointing at the radio scanner. "Now, unroll your sleeping bag and get your jammies on, we need to wake up at 6:59 AM." Trevor says "Sure thing, friend!" I reply. Me and Trevor get ready for a good night's sleep, and hit the hay.

When a full blown zombie apocalypse breaks out, Friends Anthony and Trevor have to fight monsters and zombies of all shapes and sizes. will they survive the apocalypse? or will they die trying?

|You have been debuffed. All stats lowered by 10%|

Ten percent doesn't seem like a lot, but it could make a huge difference in the midst of a fight.

Kendall was also affected by the stat change and immediately worried for Hunter. Her skill could cure any status debuff, so she wanted to use her skill to heal Hunter.

Just when she was about to use her skill to help Hunter out, Hunter turned her way and lifted his hand to halt her.

Hunter didn't want her to gain the attention of the Hobgoblin. He still wanted to defeat the last goblin first.

When Hunter turned towards Kendall, the goblin thought he had lost his focus and sent out a strike with his spear. Hunter was waiting for this opportunity and quickly dodged to the right and closed in on the goblin.

The one weakness of wielding a spear was if you got inside the spears range. Hunter knew this from all the video games he played.

Spear welders had to be careful about hastily striking an opponent and  if they committed too much to an attack and missed, they would be put at a disadvantage.

Lucky enough for Hunter, the goblin wasn't very intelligent so Hunter quickly got in close range to the goblin, and used his skill "Dagger Strike" on it's noggin.

|You have slain a goblin. ExP will be rewarded|
|You have leveled up. You are now Lv. 8|

Hunter was thrilled to have gained a new level and quickly contributed five basic points to both speed and strength. He also leveled up Dagger Strike to Lv. 8.

The hobgoblin just watched as all of his subordinates were mercilessly slaughtered in front of him. He was quite infuriated.

Hunter noticed that when you level up that all debuffs to stats were reset. Even your mana pool was refilled. 

The hobgoblin wanted nothing more than to kill the enemy before him. He couldn't believe that he would lose everything to Hunter. At this moment he took a step out of the dark gas station into the light and let out another loud screeching roar.

|You have been debuffed. All stats lowered by 10%|

Hunter had no time to think about the status debuff and prepared for the next attack. 

The hobgoblin started running towards Hunter with a burning fiery passion to murder him. He was about the same speed as Hunter with his debuff.

Hunter then used this time to use his skill 'Ensnare' to capture the hobgoblin by its own shadow. The hobgoblin was surprised by the turn of events and struggled to free it's self.

Hunter used this opportunity to run towards the hobgoblin. Just as Hunter was about to strike the hobgoblin, he was shocked by what happened next.

The hobgoblin broke free from the lingering shadow and its shadow was returned back to normal. Hunter was in dangerous range and the hobgoblin imbued his one-handed axe with a fiery power.

The hobgoblin was using another skill called 'Fire Slash.' Hunter was already in dangerous area of the incoming axe and had no time to dodge. Hunter would probably have to sacrifice one of his limbs in order to survive the incoming attack.

Hunter leaned a little bit to the left to sacrifice his non-dominant left arm. Just as the strike was about to land on him, he saw a whip come out of no where and latch on to the hobgoblins arm that held the one handed axe.

The whip was made from a cool flow of water, and looked to be some sort of water magic. Hunter jumped out of harms way and then looked for where the water whip came from.

He turned towards the car that the others were camping behind and saw who it was.

It was Michaela.

*** 

"Bleghhh." 

Michael was holding her hair up and on her knees throwing up into the toilet. She was very sick and couldn't go to work that morning. 

Michaela called the hospital to tell them she couldn't come to work that morning. After she did so, she went back to her spot at the toilet and continued letting her guts spill out.

As she continued spilling her guts out, she heard a loud bang at the door. 

"I'll be there in a second. Please give me a moment to get ready." Michaela yelled towards the door. She thought someone was knocking very loudly and didn't find anything too suspicious.

Another loud bang happened and something busted through her door. Michaela heard this from the bathroom and was immediately alarmed. She thought some creepy pervert had just broke into her apartment.

She went to go lock the bathroom door hastily and grabbed the cover to the toilet seat to protect herself.

"Don't come any closer! I'm calling the police!" Michaela pulled out her phone to try calling the police. When she tried to turn it on, nothing happened.

'It was at full battery when I called in for work a couple hours ago. What happened?' She thought.

The person that broke into her house let out a groan and continued towards the bathroom door. Michaela was frightened as she continued to believe that some pervert has came to **** her.

The person reached the bathroom door and let out another punch towards the door. The punch went all the through the door and Michaela could see it clearly.

The hand was rotting and the color of grey and green. Michaela wanted to just barf looking at the rotting hand. It was obviously a zombie, but Michaela had no idea.

The zombie kept relentlessly unleashing punches on the door until Michaela could see the zombie clearly. Michaela hit the zombie's arm with the cover of the toilet, but it stood strong and tried entering the bathroom.

Michaela noticed it's extreme effort to try and get into the bathroom and was frightened even more. The zombie tried crawling through the door and tripped on his way in, face planting on the tiled floor.

Michaela thought this was her chance as she relentlessly smashed the zombie with the toilet cover. She kept smashing and smashing until the head looked like some bloodied mess. She then saw the same strange transparent screen that Kendall and Hunter both saw.

|You have slain a zombie. ExP will be rewarded|
|You have leveled up. You are now Lv. 1|

Michaela's mind was completely flooded with questions. Michaela never realized played that many video games and was pretty unfamiliar with a leveling system.

She had heard others talk about games like this, but still had no clue what to think of it. The one strange thing she did notice was that she wasn't sick anymore. She had no need to continue puking.

'This seems just like those games all the kids talk about. I wonder what all this leveling up nonsense is about. I do know that I feel a lot better and it almost feels as if my "status" has been recovered'

As soon as Michaela thought the word 'Status,' she saw another screen pop up in front of her. It listed all of her stats.

Michaela was curious about the new status screen in front of her and seemed to mess around with it for a bit. She was quite a calm person and didn't believe it to be a delusion of some sort.

She added some basic stat points to magic and other stuff too. She found it to be quite amusing. 

Michaela also noticed that the zombies body had disappeared. She found it quite strange.

|You now have a Mana Pool. You can pick a path of magic to go down|

|Magic Paths:
Fire
Water
Earth
Wind
Dark
Light

Magic Paths can further be upgraded iin the future|

Michaela was rattled by the new transparent screens popping up in her vision this time. She had no idea on what path she should pick.

After some time of thinking she decided that it didn't matter what she picked as long as she stuck to that path. She then decided to pick water.

|You chose Water Magic|
|You have earned a skill. Water Whip|

Water Whip: Lv. 1
Type: Active
When you use this skill, you create a whip made from water. This move will attack the enemy for 20 HP and has a chance to entangle the enemy, slowing their movements.
Range: 10 meters
Mana Cost: 10 MP per second

Michaela was shocked by the new skill she had just earned. She was even smart enough to level it up with her newly earned skill points.

Michaela realized that the world must of changed for the worst and was curious as to what was going on outside. All of a sudden she felt the same earthquake that Hunter and Kendall had felt and curled up into a ball in her bathroom.

A vine shot through the floor right next to Michaela and barely hit her arm making it bleed profusely. She was scared and didn't know what to do.

The earthquake eventually stopped and Michaela was relieved. She then went to her window to check on what had happened. 

Michaela saw the same apocalyptic scene and even saw same scene of the goblin killing the woman running away.

Michaela was scarred by the scene of the goblin dragging the woman into the gas station and went to go hide in her bedroom. She also took some painkillers she had stole from work to help with the pain in her arm.

She spent a couple hours in her bedroom scared by what she had saw. Unable to sleep or call anyone, she just stayed curled up in a ball on her bed relishing in self pity.

All of a sudden, she had a realization. 

'I can't stay in bed all day. I have to make an effort to get supplies and rations. I can't stay cooped up in this room forever.'

All though she thought staying in her bedroom wasn't such a bad idea, because she felt safe there. She was smart and knew she had to go outside to gather supplies for herself. 

Michaela had a pretty powerful skill she thought and thought she could handle any number of zombies on her own. 

She started treading to her door in an attempt to see if there were any monsters around. Michaela counted five zombies loitering around outside.

Her door was still busted from the zombie earlier and could clearly see the outside.

Michaela slapped her cheeks a couple times in an attempt to give her more confidence and stepped outside.

The zombies took notice of Michaela and headed in her direction. She immediately used her Water Whip skill and aimed it at one of the zombies heart. The whip went through the zombies heart, but the zombie kept continuing towards Michaela.

Michaela noticed that whip had no affect on the zombie and was frightened by that fact. She then remembered that when she killed the zombie earlier, she had killed the zombie by bashing its head against the floor.

Michaela then took aim at the zombies head and lobbed it cleanly off. Michaela was happy with the first kill but knew it wasn't over yet. She then took aim at another zombie.

She missed.

The zombies kept pursuing Michaela and were about seven meters away from her. Michaela used her skill again and this time hit the zombie, detaching the zombies head from it's body.

'Only three more to go,' Michaela thought as she prepared to strike another one down. She then tried using her skill again.

|Insufficient mana|

Michaela was met with a disappointing transparent screen. She was trapped. She couldn't run back into her apartment, because the zombies could easily follow her in there. She just kept backing into a corner with tears filling her eyes.

"Someone please help me!" She screamed out. Michaela didn't believe anyone would come to her rescue as she curled up into a ball and awaited her demise.

That was when Hunter had swept in and saved her.

Have you ever wished that you were born in a different world?

Wishing that you were the main protagonists in one of those reincarnated mangas?

Hunter, the main character, had his dream fulfilled when the whole world becomes apocalyptic and filled with monsters everywhere. 

When he slaughters his first monster by chance, he was met with a strange transparent screen.

|You have leveled up. You are now Lv. 1|

***

One day the whole modern world changed. Monsters started to appear in every nook and around every corner. Follow Hunter as he begins his journey to level up and conquer this world.

He stabbed the knife through her eye and climbed on top of her to make sure enough force was delivered. His weight helped in controlling the movements of the zombie.
She clawed continuously until the kitchen knife sank fully, causing her flailing arms to fall to the side.
After making sure that she was really dead, Marco slowly crawled to his feet with rough breathing.
"Moving is so hard! I need to exercise if I don't want to die quickly."
Marco turned on the spot with his knife on the ready, making sure that there are no other zombies nearby.
After making sure that the area was safe, he noticed that the man remained unmoving as blood trickled out from his nape. The game did not really explain what kind of virus was transmitted to other people but one thing was guaranteed. People who got bitten would become carriers of the disease. The disease would remain inactive until they die, which would turn them into fast-running zombies.
Marco bit his lips as he stared at the missing flesh on the man's neck. If he was a bit more familiar with the man, he could have even cried on the spot for failing to save him. As he sees it, it was his fault for having to look down and catch his breath that the man got assaulted from behind. If he did not get easily exhausted, he could have warned him from the attack.
Nonetheless, the thing already happened and he can't do anything about it.
He hesitated whether to loot their body or start doing his task. Looting was a common feature in games where you search dead bodies for useful items. However, the screen would be covered with inventory items and visibility would be blocked.
If zombies started to appear, he would have a hard time collecting the required resources, and might even cost his life. Cutting branches from plants would create noise while searching for stones would take some time. Everything now depended on chance.
In the end, curiosity won over him as he stared at the body waiting for the loot advice to appear.
In games, it's common logic to wait for the loot message before pressing certain keys. However, there are times when the option doesn't appear and the body only gets highlighted by the outline. And this time, none appeared.
"So, will the loot option appear or do I need to blink too?" Marco pondered as he started guessing how to loot the body.
He waited for several seconds until the man started to twitch as if coming to life. Marco played hundreds of games and knew that the man probably died from shock or blood loss and has now reanimated. With him still feeling guilty, he forcefully sent a knife to the side of the head. He should have killed the man earlier but he was hoping that the man could survive, so he didn't finish him unluckily resulting in him turning into a zombie. 
"Sorry, bro. I thought you could fight death, but I guess I was too optimistic."
Marco turned the body over and saw a luxury pen on the man's chest pocket. It was a cool pen and so he took it, thinking the other party might not need it anymore.
As his hand touched the pen, two separate inventory screens appeared in front of him. The left side was his main inventory screen while the other was obviously from the dead man in front of him.
The man had nothing valuable with him except for some cash in his wallet and the cellphone in his pocket. The work papers and notebooks could be used to start a fire but why take them when they are everywhere? He had limited inventory space, so he needs to choose what items to take and what things to leave behind.
The stained white long sleeve was a no-no, the pants too. The shoes were made from leather but he saw no use in taking them since running shoes were much welcomed unless he can find combat boots, which was probably difficult to find now.
It's probably too late to go shopping, right?
He took the cash and transferred them to his inventory. It was the only loot he thought worth taking for no reason.
The process was invisible from the naked eye and everything was done virtually. His hand did not move during the whole process and was still holding the pen.
Lastly, he transferred the pen and moved his hand away.
During this time, he had several realizations regarding how the looting feature works in the real world.
First, everything works just like the game. When looting bodies, two inventory sections appear, one contains loot while the other is the main inventory. 
Second, you have to physically touch a storage space from the body, for example, the pockets in order to loot them. Loot varies from the items held by the body and sometimes random loot can be found after searching dead bodies. 
Marco had several questions about looting but he kept it on the back of his mind for now. He had to make his move now since his neighbors weren't asleep and were peeping behind the curtains, watching the events unfold from the safety of their rooms.
As an experiment, he searched the pocket of the two zombie couple. The woman had nothing of value except for a lighter but her partner had strange stuff on him. A glowing stick and a handcuff.
Knowing that the man wasn't a cop, Marco couldn't help but feel weird. 'What kind of stuff are you guys doing?!'
He left with slumped shoulders and sighed as he walked slowly to the back of the building.
By the time he arrives at the back, his stamina bar was almost filled and his breathing has stabilized. The back of the building was an unattended empty lot. It was filled with overgrown grass and even had unknown plants almost reaching up to his waist. These plants don't bear fruits and mostly become children's playthings to whip around.
The lot remained unsold and unrented since the place wasn't good and found at the outskirts of the town. Even if someone wants to move in and settle in the town, there are other available options far better than this place.

The next day after the New Year, Marco woke up with a splitting headache. The apocalypse survival game he was supposed to test won't run and the real world malfunctioned...
The world has become the game and he got beta access to its game features!
Now what? Survive and die, or die and survive?
"How about I test this world?"

Why oh why oh why oh why.
I don't even know why these girls wanna try. They act shy, they cry, they say lies regardless of which medium it is, it's all fake cries with fake smiles. 

But it's ayt, been doin' this for ages ladies, got my baby don't need no sides, my main dish lookin' pretty everyday and every night. No lies. Man ain't tryin'. 

For some reason these girls they ain't likin'. They be fightin'. Man's duckin' and divin', man's swingin' left and right, got em smoked and flyin', they be chuffed but still slyin', it's all weird alright, koz man ain't tryin'.

They tryna suck me dry, I know why, mess up my life koz they know what's on the line, they know how long we tryin', catch me slippin' if i'm alone at night, me and my thoughts racing through my mind. It's weird koz man ain't tryin'.

Ain't interested in these fake smiles, makeup covering their lies, frontin' all shy like, social media got em hyped, too many mans gettin' caught in their life, trappin' hard koz they want what ain't theirs nor whats right. It's weird koz man ain't tryin'. It's weird koz it's been happenin' my whole life.

-MAN AINT TRYIN'


The World Government playin' a name game for your brain, currency conversion digits got ppz thinkin' more zero's equals more gain, it's insane how simple the brain games can frame the sane brains the lame way into playin' again and again, like lottery, it's all same in the same way as the previous brain games but chances are your more likely for playin' for Arsenal or gainin' fame. I'm just sayin'.

It's mad insane. Ppz cryin' out in pain but we got our faces in games, our minds in fame, our hearts in material gain, in a race of time that ain't tame, countin' down the hours before it's too late, no overtime in work just wanna get straight to playin', enjoyin' stroking the ego's of the Plain Janes, man it's hella plain, this life can get you drownin' in more ways than The Six Paths of Pain.

Can't Edo Tensei this shit. It's cool koz this aint our final form. Can't Ultra Instinct that thirsty bitch. It's cool koz the contours of the norm don't coincide with the original form of how it was back in the days, now abormal is norm and ppz already triggered before this sentence is gone. It's numb. Everythin' is dumb, numb and not so fun. Leme try smokin' a bong or maybe wallow in a song. Do I sense a feelin' that was long gone? Nostalgia got me trippin', damn it's strong. Another puff on the nostalgia train, relivin' a life that was long forgotton.

Maybe i'm gettin' old, I can feel it in my bones. The weariness of life, tryna hold my head up in my past broken home. Not so broken now but other things broke. Didn't lose hope but damn it was close. Question myself, am I strong? Question myself, am I wrong?

Nah fam, ofcourse I am. I am what I am and did what I did, I survived the bloodshed and slaughter even though the scars won't heal, it's all good koz the scars prove my ordeals, a reminder not to trip but even if I did I kept it movin', still keepin' it movin', a pit stop ain't a mistep in life's so long as it's got meanin', so find it for yourself, what is your reasons? To die striving or to strive dyin', which one will be your reason? 

If so, then believe it.

-REASONS

I'm hungry like a zombie, always on the prowl lookin' for foul, it's all good i'm here for more than a count, bounce bounce, heh heh it's pretty jokes in town, don't frown, not so complicated just going around and around, it's sound, ears brown, got the crown on the mawn

I'm tryna keep my head on straight, got too many fakes and snakes, I don't get it, seems like everyones fake these days, not sure who to trust who'll give you a buck stub, back rub and so much hat-red, it's all the same man's still tryna avoid fame, the pain nah it don't wanna stay lame, funny how our minds and brains are cooked so much we believe the lies again and again, 

we all ballied up but nothin'z changed, make up got the fakes up lyin' in wait, now fedz be pryin' on old, fedz be pryin' on minor foes, minority the majority as the media amplifies it all, are my words defyin' it all, man it's on, my aggro full on da macro's chasin' me on my jack jones, they wanna bone, nah go home man ain't got no time for no fake oes,

It's same ole same ole, tryna keep my head up but my mind's [SWITCHED ON], don't wanna turn off racin' at a speed that ain't slow, bro go slow, don't wanna stack the whip on the side roads, don't need no more ami cryin' some more, papi's stressin' on call, bruddahz carryin' em to the morgue, obituaries being written in their hearts which run cold, 6 feet burial for a lifetime of wrongs,

Hearin' the snakes roar, dealt with snakes in real life, snakes now here in the bottom of the hole, mud cold feelin' the walls close, my rib cage starts protudin' from the pressure of it all, my heart crush's again until my soul can't take no more.

A moment of reprieve as I open my eyes and realise that it was a bad dream, foreseein' my future it ain't set in the seams, fate can be changed as I head forward with my eyes set high on the seas, kaizoku adventure beginz till the end of the ream. 

No more screams just peace with the ripple of the sea as I oversee the nakama backin' me, I know who's real, I keep my eyes on the positives not the past fiends, have some ice cream as the mast gleans from the force of the wind.

I reach the target, I see gates so pristine, my eyes amazed by the beauty that my heart could never dream, I stare in wonder, my eyes can't believe, a long time later I enter the Kingdom and I am the King.

The amazin' aroma, the deliciousness pungent in the flora, my eyes look yonder and I see a maid so beautiful my heart skips a beat, the sunlight reflectin' on the thinness of the skin, heart pulsatin' with my name plastered on it's seams, it seems she's my one, the one who I fought for, she raises her eyes and our eyes they meet, flashbacks of the hardships, flashbacks of it all, her eyes embroidered with a cry of glee, smile lights up her face as she recognises me, she skips over as a scintillatin' scent be trailin' her like a bee,

"Hello my King".

I'm like yo, this is funny, she ain't ever spoken to me like this so man's thinkin' this girls too keen, yeah she's my miss but normally convo's start on a beat, her arms wrap around me and her face come's to meet.

"Just kiddin' baby, are you ready to pamper your Queen".

-ZOMBIE HEART

In a world where bloodshed, heartbreak and no freedom, comes a little boy who has lost nearly everything, struck by the dire situations he has fallen into he crawls into himself to escape the harsh realities in front of him. What he finds dwelling deep down was not what he was expecting…

Inside the room.


A man and woman hugging another while resting at the top of the bed. From there hour of passion since the ladies leave Lucas at the hands of Patricia. Also, they know she was worried at her oldest son who was in vacation somewhere.


"Patricia, are you still thinking at your son, Peter?" Lucas said while caressing her back.



"Yes! Lucas I'm worried about him, but I have no strength to travel across Francia even to reach the border." Patricia replied while nestling her head at his chest.



"Joined the fleet and I will help you to search at your son, but I think he will kill me once he saw me together with you." Lucas said. Since, he can remember their last meeting was almost a bloody event. Patricia who heard his concern laughed at his last tragedy together with her son. She know her oldest son has a mother complex and he is good at combat.


"How funny even so I'm relieved you're here and Lucas what will you do in this place? Since, there is something in this place." She said.


"What do you mean?"


"I don't know, but during the last 3 days a zombie wave invade our place and we almost lost our lives. Then, we saw a light release and covered this place and the zombies who are hostile died instantly including mutant animals leaving Barney. Which made this place a safe zone." Patricia answered his curiosity.


***


Few hours later,


Lucas informed Jessie and rest of his companion about the information he received from Patricia. As, he rest while thinking about the information. A space cracked happened and a little girl at the age around 7-9 years old flapping her wings wearing a green dress with a flower at her and a butterfly fly wings. When Lucas saw her appearance he asked in confusion. "Rosario?"



"*Giggling~* yes! Lucas are you happy we meet once again?" Rosario replied and sit at Lucas shoulder and kissed his cheek.



"Well yes... You're become more beautiful, but how did you grow up. I thought fairies don't grow since they're spirit." Lucas asked.



"Because, of the energy you collected including my skills like camouflage and space manipulation increased my proficiency. Also, I unlocked some new skills. *Giggling~*" Rosario replied at his question. She looked around and said "Also, Lucas I felt a strong holy energy around and I believe it came from an artifact causing zombies to be weaken or died once they saw there bloodlust. Also, around this place I detected a holder of 'pure heart.' This zombie is like Clark, but he/she is different from Clark."


Lucas frowned look at Rosario in curiosity. He know 'pure heart' is a unique mutation or blessing made every zombies to have there own consciousness including they're free to moved at their own free will. As, they have conversations and exchanging information. The door was opened and his little lover entered the room. 


Lucas little lover saw a little girl with butterfly wings sitting at Lucas shoulder. They're stunned and felt weird for some reason. Jane asked him in vigilant "Lucas, I need your explanation. Who is she?"


Lucas smiled at her and replied "She was a fairy sent by Gaia to be guide and assistance. Also, her specialty is looking at old relics, artifact and rare creatures."


Lucas told them about a half-truth about Rosario existence. Since, he can't explained the system and he decided to used Gaia's name. Which part of his blessing he received at the first day of apocalypse. During his explanation his little lover believed him and somehow at their heart something is missing at his explanation.


Meanwhile,


The children gathered together including the children saved earlier. They played games while arguing about something. Among the children Jairah and Monica joined the rest. Then, one of the children yelled "Let's play hide and seek!"


Both Jairah and Monica looked at the child with weird expression even the twins. Since, it almost night and it was not safe to played some games especially hide and seek. The other children looked at him in fear for he was a bully child since he has a father. In, their fear some of the children raise there hand in fear. Since, they also heard from adults there is no zombie in this place for this area is a safe zone.



"Hey! don't mess around since almost night and their is no adult guarding us." Lex shouted reminding them the current situation. He didn't like them for they're keep causing troubles at the Survivors fleet.



"Heh! Be quite dumb Lex... Since, you have no right to told us the things we want to do." One of Child replied at him. Then, he looked at Lex's companion in envy. Since, they have cool zombies and golden lion guarding them. Also, they know Lucas the leader of Survivors fleet.



They laughed at Lex, but they didn't do anything for fearing bad luck will hit them. Also, some of the children bow their head in sorry and some of them decided not to involved at them.


"Let's go!! the last person touched the tree will play seeker. Go!"


***


Few minutes later, A group of children play hide and seek. Then, a certain group of them entered a weird place and found some talisman paper, Mask, Mirror, Totem, etc.


As, they looked around one of the children pointed a crystal totem. They're amazed and one of the children want to touch it and they tried to stopped him.


"Stopped!! don't touch it..."


At his yell one of the child jumped out From fear and touch the totem. Next moment they saw the crystal totem dropped at the ground.


*Pssssk~!!!*

This novel is fictional and every character name, place and other is a pure coincidence. Thanks!!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~°~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Did you think there is only sword and magic when you reincarnate? or do you imagine you will be transmigrating in your favorite stories and movie? 

Let's follow Lucas D. Cale, journey with his evolution system to became top of the food chain in the zombieland with beauties in his side and can he entrain the Supreme Being who rule his or he will able to surpasses his law?

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I'm an amateur, So please guide me, sensei.

20/12/20
3 DAYS BEFORE THE VIRUS

Normandy School 13:34
John: yo Richard
Jonathan, same like Richard, Jonathan or John is a famous footballer in our school we have been best friend since we were 12 and he was the only friend that knows my secret he was one of my gaming friends.

Richard: hey john how are you?

John: eh, you know like usual

Richard: ahh I see

John: hey Richard have you heard about the new update on "The World At War"?

Richard: Wait there's a new update?

John: Yeah haven't you heard there's a new game mode its called "Zombie Mode" it has a cool gameplay where you have to help the world from the alien invasion, it's so cool

Richard: sounds cool I'm gonna update it later, and hey have you heard the news there's going to be a meteor shower.

John: yeah I've heard about it it's going to be so cool

Richard: Yeah I know, actually you know what let's watch the meteor shower together at my house.

John: sure why not.

Richard: oh my Mom is here I got to go bye see you later online

John: yeah see you later.

Inside The Car 13:36
Mom: Hey honey how's school today?

Richard: good mom, hey mom can I invite John to watch the meteor shower with us?

Mom: of course you can.

Richard: Thanks Mom

At Richard's House 13:45
Richard: Ok Mom I'm gonna go upstairs and play some games.

Mom: ok, but can you help me pick up the groceries first

Richard: ok Mom

Richard's Room 13:46
Richard: Alright time to play some games

. . .

After The Game 18:47
Mom: Richie dinner's ready

Richard: Coming Mom, okay man gotta go

John: Alright see you tomorrow

Downstairs 18:46
Richard: Hei Mom where's dad?

Mom: Dad is going to be home late

Richard: oh ok...

this is just like usual dad always come home late night because he works for a gaming company even though I love his job I also don't like the fact that he is always home late.

Mom: that's ok Richard, you know that dad is always busy and he's doing that for you

Richard: thanks mom

After Dinner 19:16
Richard: I'm gonna go to sleep now mom, good night

Mom: good night Richie, don't forget to brush your teeth first

Richard: yes mom
after I brush my teeth I go straight into bed expecting for tomorrow to become a better day.

Monday 21/12/20 07:01
Richard: Ok Mom I'm going to school now, see you later

Mom: Ok Richie be careful at school ok

Richard: yes mom

At School 07:16
John: Good morning Richard, nice game yesterday bro

Richard: thanks man

John: hey Richard look there's Miya

Miya Willson my Crush she is a Japanese girl and her family is moving to America, Ohio she is also my crush I mean everyone's crush. I mean look at her she is so beautiful.

John: There you go again with those eyes

Richard: what eyes?

John: those "In love" eyes

Richard: shut up I don't have those eyes

John: Yeah sure

Richard: I'm serious

John: mhm, by the way, class are going to start soon we better get to class if we don't want to be scolded by Ms Maria

Richard: yeah you're right to let's go

At Class 07:17
John: Hei Richard I got an idea

Richard: what is it?

John: You should invite Miya to go watch the meteor shower

Richard: what, no I mean like I don't have the guts to do it

John: still you never ask her out, you even rarely talk to her

Richard: I know it's just I always stutter every time I talk to her

John: well you better ask her out soon or she'll be taken by then

Richard: you know what you're right, I'm gonna ask her to come with us to watch the meteor shower if that's fine with you of course

John: yeah sure man I'm fine with it

Richard: thanks man I'll ask her when breaktime

John: Now that's more like it

Breaktime Cafeteria 11:00
Ok I'm standing behind Miya to ask her about the meteor shower, Ok then here goes nothing

Richard: H-hey Miya

Miya: Oh hey Richard what are you doing here?

Richard: I-I was just wondering i-if you want to watch the meteor shower at my house tomorrow night with 

Miya: Ummm sure

Richard: a-are you sure?

Miya: of course I'm not busy on that day anyway so why not

Richard: nice soo we'll go home together tomorrow right?

Miya: Ok

Richard: nice I'm going to go back to john now bye

Miya: Goodbye

John: So how did it go?

Richard: she said yes

John: nice man, Ok let's eat up before the break time is up

Richard: yeah you're right

After School 13:00
Richard: hey john do you think shooting real gun is different than shooting in-game?

John: of course they're different, shooting a real gun is heavy

Richard: Right, hey my Mom is here got to go, bye

John: Ok bye

Mom: Hey Richard, how's school?

Richard: like usual fun

Mom: ah I see

Richard: Mom can Miya come to watch the meteor shower with us too?

Mom: of course sweetheart

Richard: Thanks Mom

At House
Richard: Mom what are we eating tonight?

Mom: well what do you want?

Richard: what about pizza

Mom: ok then pizza it is

Later Night After Dinner
I'm bored but what to do. let's just play one more game.

Tuesday 22/12/20 06:59
Richard: Mom I'm going to school now

Mom: ok honey stay safe I'll pick you up later

Richard: Ok Mom bye

Mom: bye


A Way To School 07:12
Richard: morning John

John: Morning Richard, ready for tonight?

Richard: Of course

John: let me guess you can't wait to see the meteor shower with Miya

Richard: what of course not, . . . well maybe

John: ha knew it

Richard: Oh shut up

At Schools classroom 07:14
The whole time I can't stop thinking about tonight. I Can't wait to watch the meteor shower with Miya and John, I know that this night is going to be the best night ever. Not until I realized that night is going to be worst night in my life.

T I M E S K I P
After School 13:01
Richard: Hey Miya

Miya: Oh hey Richard

Richard: Oh my Mom is here let's go

Inside The Car
Richard: Hei Mom

Richard, Miya: Hello Auntie

Mom: Hello Jonathan how's you're mother?

John: she's fine and healthy

Mom: Oh and you must be Miya, I heard a lot of nice thing about you from Richard

Richard: MOOOOM

Miya: Really, that's nice of you Richard

Richard: t-thanks

At House 13:12
Mom: Ok I'm going to make dinner

Miya: Oh I'll help

Mom: oh no need you just sit on the couch and wait

Richard: Thanks Mom

Mom: It's okay honey

Richard: So wanna play games?

John, Miya: Sure

After Playing Games 16:13

Mom: Kids Dinner's ready

Richard: coming mom, alright let's go eat

After Dinner
Mom: Miya come I want to show you the pictures of Richard when he was just a baby

Richard: MOOOM

Miya: Richard It's ok

After Some Embarrassing Story Of Richard 18:15
Mom: And this is when...

Richard: Heii would you look at that its almost time for the meteor shower we should get upstairs

John: What are you talking about?

Richard: (just follow my lead)

John: (ahhh Gotcha) yeah we should go upstairs if we don't want to be late for the meteor shower

Mom: Too bad there are still so many things I want to tell you

Miya: hehe maybe next time Auntie

Upstairs 18:17
we waited for the meteor to come but still it didn't come, until...

John: Hei look there's a meteor shower there


we all looked to the sky to see meteors passing through

Miya: hey guys is it just me or is that meteor getting closer and closer

we all look at 1 certain meteor that has a weird shape getting closer then we look at each other and...

Richard, John: shit

and we all run away with Mom until a block away from our house. When we look back the house was already destroyed. We saw the meteor that has a weird shape and color and then...

Richard: MOM

a crazy person that i bloody were coming out of no where and grabbed her from behind. We were trying to help her escape but his arm were just too strong. and then i realized some thing, he was trying to bit her so i tried to stop him. I look to my side to see she had pulled John close to her and tell him something but I didn't listen to it, I was too focused trying to save her from the grip. The last thing I remember was I was pulled away from her by john and Miya...

The Next Day 10:23
Richard: uhh what happened?

John: Hei Richard your up, do you remember anything

Richard: the last thing I remembered was

Mom

Richard: Mom, Where's mom?

John: ...

Richard: Nonononononono

John: I'm sorry

Richard: I-I need some time right now

John: ok

I spent the whole day crying in that room. but still, I need to get over it so might as well.

John: hey Richard, feeling better?

Richard: better

John: Ok let's talk

Richard: Ok, talk about what?

John: ok, let's start with the situation 

Richard: What's the situation?

John: yesterday after we ran a virus spread throughout the entire world turn every one into a zombie

Richard: Zombies?

John: Zombies

Richard: ok so what do we do now?

John: first things first, we need to find supplies like food, water, and weapon if we can

Richard: what about your parents?

John: we already checked Miya's and mine is already turned into zombies

Richard: Oh.... sorry

John: that's alright

Richard: Ok i think your right, we needed to get supplies first and I think that we need to move from this place, because this place looks like it's about to go down

John: I knew you would say that I'm thinking we should stay at a place like a gun store

Richard: Right, and if can we have to find adults to help us

John: right, we'll start going tomorrow, for now, get some rest

Richard: right, wait I want to talk to Miya first, is she okay?

John: she's fine, I'll get her

a few minutes later Miya came

Miya: Hey I heard you called me

Richard: yeah just wanted to talk you know

Miya: yeah, have John told you everything about your mom?

Richard: yeah...

Miya: ...sorry

Richard: that's okay you have no choice anyway...

Miya:...

Richard:...

Miya: yeah I'm gonna make some food

Richard: yeah sure

after we ate, all of us fell asleep

Thursday 24/12/20
John: Morning

Richard: Morning, what time is it?

John: it's around 8 to 9 am

Richard: oh well I'm going to get ready, the faster we move the better

John: Yeah I'm gonna wake Miya up

Richard: Ok

Outside 10:09
John: alright ready?

Richard, Miya: ready

John: let's go then

Miya: so where are we going first?

John: we're going to the city to find shelter and supplies

To Be continue...

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