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Shut-In Of The 'Dead'

Bronze WINNER of WPC#322: Male Lead: Zombie Invasion Takemi Kazuichi might very well be the luckiest and unluckiest person in the world. He was an orphan, and he was severely bullied in school. Because of that, he became a hikikomori, a shut-in. When he turned sixteen, he was adopted by a rich couple who loved him as if he was their own son. Unfortunately, they died in a plane crash, and Kazuichi never overcame his bad habits of being a shut-in, largely because of his preying relatives. Fast forward to four years later, Takemi Kazuichi still stayed in the house left by his late parents. He never bothered going to work or going out to socialize with people. For the lack of a better term, he was a rich hikikomori. He never even bothered to check the news or log in on any social media. All he did was live his life in solitude, devoid of any human interaction. One day, as he came out of the shower, he heard a strange thumping sound by the doorway. "That's weird, I didn't order any delivery today." He told himself before absent-mindedly opening the door. And what stared back didn't resemble a human at all. It was a zombie— or so that's what the first thing that came into Kazuichi's mind. Unbeknownst to him, the world had drastically changed, and he was the last one to know.

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Running Running

The building was a welcome refuge, its crumbling walls offering a brief respite from the chaos that had consumed their journey. As the group settled in, the room grew quieter, their breaths mingling with the soft creaks of the old structure. The day had been exhausting, the battle with the Aberrants a reminder of the dangers that lurked beyond their temporary sanctuary.

Kazuichi took charge of setting up a small bonfire in the center of the room, its warmth a comfort against the biting chill of the evening. He moved with practiced efficiency, gathering dry wood and kindling from the surrounding area. The fire ignited with a burst of flames, casting a warm, flickering glow that danced across the walls.