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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.

DaisukiDayoSenpai · 奇幻
分數不夠
338 Chs

A State Of Clumsiness

The morning sun bathed the Hybrid Mountain Stronghold in a soft, golden light, filtering through the high windows of the dormitory where Kazuichi and his group were staying. Kazuichi sat up in bed, still feeling a bit disoriented from the events of the previous night. His body ached, but there was something else—an odd sense of strength that coursed through his veins. He couldn't quite place it, but it was like an energy thrumming just beneath his skin, ready to burst out at any moment.

He rubbed his temples, trying to shake off the lingering fatigue. "What a nightmare," he muttered under his breath. The memory of being overwhelmed by zombies, fighting for control over his own body, still lingered in his mind. But the strange calmness that followed, the acceptance of the storm... It was all too surreal.