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System Of The Undead

Many years ago, a meteorite crashed into earth in New York city and this was the beginning of mankind's unprecedented evolution. The year was 2030 and humanity had reached a stage that would not have been possible otherwise without this external factor but they weren't satisfied. In the selfish attempt for humanity to once again force their evolution, the search for immortality began. A man named Dr. Schneider was the man responsible for this feat and he did achieve his goal but like the saying goes, be careful for what you wish for because that immortality came in the form of something perverse and twisted to nature. It came in the form of zombies. The world was in shambles or was it? Jason, a 21 year-old shut in, he was at the bottom of the food ladder due to his life choices, disowned and alone, he was willing to waste the left his life gaming but even with this dedication, he wasn't that great a gamer. But fate had something in store and that was in the form of a 'virus' transmitted through the gaming headset he had on and this would change Jason's life for either for better or for worse. [Image does not belong to me, all rights reserved to the owner]

Kelvin_A · Khoa huyễn
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333 Chs

Lorenzo [TRIGGER WARNING!]

Before the outbreak, there existed a place where criminals strived, a place where even the vilest men feared to go because, in these slums, monsters existed that devoured evil.

Lorenzo was a man that used brute force to have his way, no one was safe from his violence- be it children, women, or infants.

Lorenzo knew he needed strength to survive in this world and he had learned different combative styles and how to use weapons with a proficiency that could rival that of the military prompting him to join a mercenary group where all these things were taken care of as he didn't have the financial capabilities to do this.

They were deployed on battlefields around the world where they opposed government regimes or even aid in terrorist activities as long as the money was given.

The more he fought, the happier Lorenzo became as he felt he was untouchable, bullets never seemed to touch him so he assumed this was God protecting him.