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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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Story's Conclusion PT. 3

Sam was seen on the ground, bloodied and unconscious but this wasn't the most terrifying thing about this sight but rather, his severed limbs by his side.

Sam was semi-conscious but this wasn't what was most terrifying aspect of his condition, Sam had no hands attached to his body.

He had lost to this creature but Sam didn't leave it unscathed, the creature was injure terribly with wounds all over its body but nothing that could halt it from carrying out its function.

Sam looked at the scythe, it was covered in his blood and he simply chuckled.

He didn't know it was possible for anything to be this strong but this only excited him.

Sam was effectively a cripple and couldn't defend himself anymore but why wasn't he dead?

Well, that would only be a matter of time because the blood oozing from his wounds were so much that the ground had absorbed it like soggy pasta.