My name is Rohan Sharma, and I'm traveling across the world with my father, because of his work. I'm originally from India but last time I was in China and before that. in Thailand, and it's kinda fun traveling the world, BUT because of this, sometimes I wonder.... 
WHERE DO I BELONG? Like I don't have a place to call home because I'm changing places all the time, my father parents are long dead now, I don't even has grandparents. Am I just going straight forward without even knowing WHERE DO I BELONG?... Or I'm just thinking too much? well...I personally don't know myself...

A place where caste system does not apply.

A place where everything is about survival, love, and trust over powers everything.

A place where zombies are considered as most feared and the vampires archenemy.

A place where only a single race is allowed to continue.

A place where Shura Haruno lives.

When you are trapped in a world with sensitive zombies, what will you do ?!

Survival is not as easy as you think! You have to keep moving or you will be eaten!

Your own abilities will decide you live or die!

[Remake] 

R 13+

Cruelty in this world seems to be commonplace.

Zevanya caught up in her unwanted incident, she had to run away from an illegal doctor who had a mental illness. A cruel doctor who intends to make it a toy, but not just a toy. 

This is the story of Zevanya trying to save himself from the psychopath doctor


[inspired by true stories]

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In one day any disease spread around the world, making people become zombies. The American army begins to call for enlistment against zombies, and that is where Nekko's story begins. The protagonist with green hair.

Ms. Rogers, the new substitute teacher, has a unique educational policy. If you don't finish your math homework before midnight - your family turn into zombies. Join the 15 teenagers as they struggle to survive the midnight zombie apocalypse in the seven nights before Halloween, where not doing your homework can have fatal side effects, and their teacher is definitely out to get them.

This will be a short story with seven chapters, one for each night. I'm writing it for the #90 writing prompt contest "Halloween - the nightmare before Christmas". If you like what you read, please remember to vote!

Thank you!

Thriller Bark Island
"You don't have to do this Kenji, stay here in the underground village with us. The Rolling Pirates may have perished, but we can still hide!" A wrinkled old man, placed a gnarled hand on Kenji's shoulder, urging him to stay. The old man had a small inflated belly, a hunched back, and was unhealthily skinny.
"No! I can't stay here any longer gramps! You and the other villagers have been stuck here, feeding me all of your extra food. You're worst of all gramps, you won't eat till everyone else has had a bowl of stew! Ever since I ate that weird looking fruit, we've been stuck down here farming mushrooms. Mushrooms! I'm going to the surface, and getting everyone's shadows back!" Kenji proclaimed. Slightly on the short side, Kenji had messy brown hair, a dirt stained face, and wore a burlap vest. The only thing remarkable about him were his green eyes, filled with determination.
"Kenji, your ability to grow mushrooms is a blessing to everyone down here, don't throw everyone's lives away for your selfishness! It's too dangerous in the above world!" Old Man tried to convince Kenji not to go, desperation in his voice.
"You told me that when I turned sixteen, I am an adult. Well I'm sixteen now, and I'm sick of eating nothing but mushrooms, sick of seeing my family barely getting by. I've only been to the surface world three times in my life. Three! I've lived here all my life; I didn't have my shadow taken. The scouts said, the boss of the island is cutting down trees, and flattening parts of the island. It's only a matter of time before they discover the village! Only I can save everyone, that's what Priest says! He said my power was a gift from Kami." Kenji retorted, the fires of conviction in his eyes.
"We call him Priest because he's always preaching about hope, don't be fooled Kenji, please, don't go!" Old Man tried one last time to convince Kenji.
"I'm sorry Gramps, I love everyone in the village too much to see them continue suffering like this. There are now enough mushrooms that even if I do fail, you can breed them and grow more. This village will do just fine without me…But I won't lose! When you see your shadow, you'll know that R. D. Kenji has succeeded!"
"Perona-sama!"
"Perona-sama! Red said you have more training to do!"
"We'll get punished if you don't come back for training. Perona-sama!" A dozen zombies combed the forest in search of Perona.
"Damn zombies, and damn that Red! When can a girl get a break around here! I just want to cuddle with cute things, eat strawberries, and relax! This forest will do for now, but I'm the only cute thing in the entire woods." Perona pouted, while mumbling to herself.
"Haha! Found you! She's over here boy's!" A zombie grabbed onto Perona's wrist to take her back to the Castle Mast.
"Kya! Unhand me!" Perona slapped the zombie in the face.
"Uh, sorry Perona-sama, we're just following Red's orders, and since it's coming from the master, we'll have to disobey your order!" The zombie had a look of regret on his face.
"Unhand the fair maiden, beast!" Charging forward, Kenji encased his fist within a mushroom he had created preparing to strike the zombie.
"Green Mushroom Series: Fist!" When Kenji's fist connected with the zombie's head, the mushroom exploded with a concussive force. As a result, the zombie's head had completely caved in, returning the shadow that had been possessing it back to its original owner.
"Yatta! I did it! Are you okay miss? I haven't seen you around the village before. Did you have your shadow taken? Have you seen the monster yet? Stay away from the tower! I'll have to introduce you to gramps and the rest!" At his first victory, Kenji was so excited, he forgot to pay attention to his surroundings, and spoke nonstop at Perona before she could even react.
"Oi, why'd you do that to Raphael! You're going to pay for that! Get him guys!"
"For Raphael!"
"I didn't really like Raphael myself."
"SHUT IT STEVE! Chaaaarge!"
"Ah, sorry about this. I'll take care of them real quick. My names Kenji by the way, R. D. Kenji!" Kenji beamed at Perona, and took a fighting stance towards the zombies.
"Green Mushroom Series: Cannon!" Kenji formed a mushroom the size of an RPG, and held it on his shoulder.
"Fire!" The head of the mushroom launched out, and blew up five of the charging zombies.
"Damn, I thought I'd get them all with that. Now to face my ultimate technique. Black Mushroom Series: Armor!" Standing at 2 meters tall, Kenji wore a slim, sleek, and shiny suit of amor made from black mushrooms. The shoulder pads ended in mushroom tips, and much like brass knuckles, his gauntlets had mushroom tips covering his knuckles.
"Die zombie!" Kenji crashed into the remaining enemies, utterly pulverizing them.
"Damnit, our swords can't penetrate that armor! Try something else!" Drawing a rusted pistol, the zombie, Steve, unloaded seven shots into Kenji's mushroom armor, near point blank.
"It isn't work-!" *crunch*
"And that's that!" Dismissing his armor, after victory, Kenji walked back to Perona with a beaming smile on his face.
"Did you see me get those zombies! Kuru kuru kuru!" Kenji laughed with boyish innocence.
"O-Oi, are you okay? Why'd your face get red like that, do you have a fever? Is that blood leaking out your nose?! Did the zombies hurt your nose? Tissue! Tissue!" Kenji scrambled around his pockets looking for a tissue.
"Ah? Ah! No no no, I'm okay! Just shocked is all! My name is Perona! And no, I'm not new to the island, I live over there, why don't I show you where I live?" Perona gestured towards the Castle Mast.
"Oh, you're a resident on this island too? Do you also live in an underground village!?" Kenji smiled.
"That smile is unfair." Perona muttered.
"Excuse me?" Kenji tilted his head to the side in confusion.
"Uhm. Are you hungry Kenji? We have all sorts of wonderful food at home. Tarts, pies, even ice cream!" Perona ignored any mention of underground homes. Yuck! Who would want to live underground!
"Food other than mushrooms! That sounds awesome, let's go!" Grabbing Perona's arm, Kenji sprinted in the direction she had pointed towards earlier.
"Haaaah~" With a long yawn, and a stretch of the arms, I descended out of the sky onto Thriller Bark Island, directly into my room on the Castle Mast.
Not bad, what would take a ship sailing non-stop a week of travel, I did in five hours. It wouldn't surprise me if the ships I stole from Marineford will take another five to seven days to show up at the pace they're moving. Flying is going to be my preferred mode of travel from now on. Now then, let's see what kind of progress Absalom has made in my absence.
Taking a look out of my room's balcony, I saw that most of the graveyard had been cleaned of debris, and transformed into a shooting range. Even now, zombies were practicing hitting targets. A few were using cutlasses, and knives in close quarters. One had his guts spilled out, and was using his intestines as a lasso to the cheers of his fellow zombies.
To the side of the graveyard, a section of forest had been cut down, de-stumped, and currently in the process of having the ground flattened. Part of my long-term money-making schemes was to have a factory go there. Put tireless zombies in a factory where things like working conditions or carcinogens won't affect production is a win-win in my book. Zombies can't get pregnant, zombies don't need food, and most importantly, zombies can't rebel!
Thinking about it now, if I keep people prisoner, what would I do, have them work underground? I'd have to feed, clothe them, and worry about potential uprisings. Maybe I'll pay them minimum wage and treat them slightly better than this world's peasants. Have them sign a ten-year contract where I'll give them their shadow back for ten years of labor. Give them chances to move up in the social ladder, become officers in my army, or learn skills like accounting or carpentry. The current world order isn't much different come to think of it. I planned to live a long life in this world, might as well plant the seeds today for tomorrows harvest.
Rubbing my chin lost in thought, I noticed something strange. Some boy was utterly destroying my zombies where I planned to set up the factory. Not only that, he was a devil fruit user! My first instinct was to jump down there, and put a stop to this mess, but caution won out this time. Better to observe his abilities, and then attack from an ambush, then to go the direct way.
"I'm sorry Perona, the villains must've broken into your home. There's more of them this time, so stay back! Green Mushroom Series: Cannon!" With an explosion, half a dozen zombies were destroyed.
"Again!" Firing his RPG a dozen more times, Kenji defeated the zombie workforce, and put scars into the landscape.
"Quick, lets find your home Perona!" Kenji went to go tug on Perona's arm, but she didn't move.
"There's something I have to tell you Kenji." Perona was looking at her toes, her eyes were covered by her hair.
"This is my home."
Before Kenji even had time to react to Perona's statement, he was encased from the neck down in a bubble of shadow. The normally upbeat and cheerful Kenji didn't even struggle as he was cacooned.
"That's a lie." Kenji whispered.
"I'm sorry Kenji, but ti's true." Perona bit her lip, and twisted her hands in nervousness.
"IT'S A LIE! You're lying." Kenji's head slumped in defeat.
(Line Break)
"Ki shi shi shi, good work capturing the brat Perona. With the strength he displayed, his shadow will more than make up for the pitiful performance of the zombies we lost. Where did he come from anyway?"
"He, he was lost adrift in the ocean, Moria-sama. I found him in the forest, and lured him here promising food and snacks." Perona looked down at the boy in question.
Hmm, didn't think I'd have to take care of an incident like this right when I got back. Oh well, the world works in mysterious ways. Whistling a merry toon, I floated the cocoon of shadow next to me while I walked back to the tower. I couldn't wait for the ships full of zombies and corpses to arrive. I had all these shadows, and very few suitable corpses to place them in. Perhaps that deep freeze chamber has more corpses waiting to be turned into zombies.
"Uh, Moria-sama…" Perona spoke in a small voice. What's this? Isn't she always boisterous and bossy?
"What's the issue Perona?" I asked in a slightly concerned tone of voice. Perona was one of my employees, not to mention a cute young girl. I didn't have any romantic feelings for her, but I felt responsible to give each of my subordinates at least some attention.
"C-can I have Ken-, uh, that boy as my servant? I promise to take care of him, and that he won't cause any trouble!" A nervous Perona entreated.
"So, let me get this straight, you want this boy as your servant, and not the zombie servant I'm going to make from his shadow, correct?" I asked in confusion.
"Yes, that's right!" Perona looked at me with an intense focus I had yet to see from her before. Usually her expressions are cold disdain, female fury, or clear disinterest. Huh, interesting.
"Okay Perona, I'll let you have this servant. On one condition." I smirked.
"Wh-what condition would that be Moria-sama?" Seeing the smirk on my face, Perona became slightly apprehensive.
"You have to double your training."
"I-I'll do it! I'll do it Moria-sama!" Perona clenched her fists adorably, and looked at me with fierce determination.
"Ki shi shi shi, very well. Once I take his shadow, he's yours to do with as you please."
"Thank you Moria-sama!" Perona ran into my back, and gave me a bear like hug.
"!"
"D-did I do wrong Moria-sama?" Perona looked at the ground.
"I was surprised is all, you're a good kid Perona." I patted her head, and smiled.
AN: I've been fast and loose with my measurement system, from now on I'm going to be using Meters, Kilometers, Centimeters, etc. I typically use miles, feet, and inches, but since I work in a lab and am used to that measurement system, and the rest of the world (outside of U.S) uses the metric system, that's what I'll use for this story.

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