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My Last Apocalypse

I can't explain why or how this cycle repeats for me. Yet, what I do understand is each time I die, I return to the starting point, a zombie apocalypse, and continue my journey anew. In my first apocalypse, I overlooked the creeping signs of doom until overrun by zombies in my flat, where I perished in sheer terror. The second attempt to alert others of the impending chaos fell on deaf ears; labelled a lunatic, I fled the city, only to succumb to starvation and exposure alone in the wild. By the third go, I sought safety in wealth, collecting vast supplies, yet fell victim to a brutal gang. Now, understanding the key—precise foresight, survival skills, strict secrecy, and solitude—I see the purpose in reliving this collapse. This time, failure is not an option. This time, I will survive and outlive the apocalypse.

TK_Selwyn · Kỳ huyễn
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Desperate plan

As we watch from our vantage point on a nearby hill, Taesung's forces advance with frightening speed and precision. Through my heightened senses, I can make out details that send a chill down my spine.

"Those aren't just soldiers," I murmur, my voice tight with horror. "Look at them closely."

Joon-ho raises a pair of binoculars to his eyes, then lowers them slowly, his face pale. "They're... civilians. Or they were."

Seok-jin leans forward, his expression grim. "The survivors from Donghae. The ones who went seeking shelter..."

I nod, the weight of this revelation settling heavily on my shoulders. "Taesung must have injected them all, brought them under his control. They're not just fighting for him; they're puppets."

The implications are staggering. These aren't faceless enemy combatants, but ordinary people - men, women, perhaps even children - who sought safety only to be turned into unwilling soldiers in Taesung's army.

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