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Zombie In A Zombie Apocalypse

The world before the fall - Less than a millennium ago, the world had wars, treaties, dialogues, mishaps, however, all this happened amongst humans themselves. Humans loved and hated, seeing the world a few millimetres away from their nose. Then... meteorites fell. Not meteorites that blew up the world, but ones that carried a type of radioactivity that enhanced the strength and speed of a living thing, taking their senses and reasoning ability at the expense. It was a fantasy that the world had always dreamed about, but has also always dreaded. Zombies. Emitting infectious fumes, these meteorites affected the whole world. Nothing was spared. Until, centuries later when humans learnt to utilize the meteorites. Making a serum out of it, a serum that forced an evolution in the human specie without infecting their minds. Thus, humans with abilities were born. Great walls were built to keep the infected world out, while the humans slowly fought to conquer earth and take back what was rightly theirs from the hands of 'monsters'. ***** Then, centuries later. A child was born, one so weak and powerless that even Ceteorin serums could do nothing to change his fate. However, Jesse Louis whose life was overturned by a zombie breach suddenly binds with a system that changed him and his life forever. [-Ding] [System Initialized] ------------- 1 to 2 chapters daily...

BelieverOne · Fantasia
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54 Chs

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Jesse pulled open the door amidst the chaos, his eyes scanning through the dimly lit hallway before he stepped inside, closing the door behind him.

"Hey, you!" A voice called out from the other side of the hallway, and Jesse turned. The man in front of him had the same face as him. "You're the doppelganger, huh?" the scarred bodyguard asked, and Jesse simply tilted his head.

He already disliked this man quite a lot; for killing the young driver and terming it as 'put off'.

"My master asked for your head, so it'd be best if you transformed back to your original look. I'd hate to carry a head that looks like mine around." He spat calmly, taking on a fighting stance.

Jesse stared at him as he spewed out whatever came to his mind. Seeing that Jesse stood still in fear—or at least, that was what he thought—the scarred bodyguard charged forward with unearned confidence.