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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 · 奇幻
分數不夠
155 Chs

The last beginning, perhaps

I jolt awake to the familiar surroundings of my modest bedroom. This should be the moment—the morning I resign from the police force to open my new detective agency. The start of another three-month countdown to the global zombie pandemic.

But something feels different. Off.

I sit up slowly, my mind flooding with vivid memories of the repeated days. I have lived through this very same morning four times now. Four separate cycles that always led to approximately three months until the start of the apocalypse.

Except... the air feels different. The light streaming through my window seems brighter, more vibrant. I can hear birdsong outside—a sound I don't remember from previous cycles.

I shake my head, trying to clear the fog of confusion. This must be another reset, I tell myself. It has to be. I know what comes next. I know what I need to do.